The other night as I was moving around my bedroom getting ready to go to sleep , I thought about how heavy and hectic my day felt. My husband came home in a bad mood and the kids where screaming. I turned on my iTunes Radio and started to pick up the laundry scattered on the floor humming along to various songs. It wasn't until a Song called "Broken Together" started to play that I stopped in my tracks and listened. I was floored and scrambled to find it on spotify so I could listen to it again. I sat down and listened to it over and over and soon broke down in tears. I was amazed by the lyrics! How could someone write such a song ? Maybe they had been broken in some way like me in their marriage . I tried everything to get my husband to listen the next day at work, maybe it would help his day like it had mine. He wrote backing a text message that he was too busy and that he would listen to it when he had a chance. I was a little upset , but otherwise understood. Over the next few days I heard this song over and over on the radio and it made me smile. Fast forward to last night my husband and I where laying in bed trying to sleep and I finally remembered to turn it on and let him listen. I watched his face as he listened and sure enough a small smile smile came across his face. I thought maybe that he had heard the same thing I did. He and I talked for awhile until he slowly faded off to sleep. While he slept I turned on the song again, drafting out a new blog and then started to write this letter to him.
I think of the first time we met, how your blue eyes caught my attention. I was wearing my pajamas and I was busy trying to get a squirming 1 year old to sleep. I was worn out from all the days motions, I hadn't slept that well the night before. You looked my way and I turned my head , I didn't know if you would see the broken shards that where clearly plastered on my chest. It wasn't until till someone introduced us that I looked at you again and decided to myself, what would it matter if I tried again. I talked to you for a minute and I felt like I was suffocating. No matter how hard I tried to talk to you I was so broken I was scared to love again. I remember a few months later as I held you as your dreams where shattered. I remember looking into those same blue eyes and falling in Love with you. What I didn't know was that we would not look at each other like that again for some time. We broke each other. We said hateful things and we didn't allow the newest wounds to heal before we broke them open again. We swore that each other would hurt without the other and that it would be so easy to separate. However there was someone fighting for us above, pushing us back together again. I watched slowly as your love slowly healed me and how much my pain hurt you. You watched me slam down walls and move mountains for you only to come back the worn and battered warrior . We tried time and time again to love each other, but the enemy was strong and broke us down . We pushed trough and decided together we will fight him. This time we both fought hard and we finally broke through the shattered dreams and doubt. Looking at you the other night I saw the same look you gave me years ago. Your blue eyes went soft and you finally looked me straight in my eyes. I cant tell you how wonderful that made me feel. Now love let us not forget that this is only the beginning and that the evil one is going to throw us another battle to fight. But with two broken but healing hearts we march ahead. Do not give up the faith, only the Lord can keep us together. Remember His and my love when the world seems to come after you. If you can do that then there isnt anyway we are going down. Remember when I said I do I Promised forever and I mean it!! Lets get em!! Love you
Your wife
I know that all the brokenness, pain and lonely nights had their reason for being there. We seem to forget that not just in our marriages, but in our lives that we are supposed to believe that even with our biggest battle that we have God in our corner and we need to lean on him for everything. Just like a child reaches out to their parent, so should we to God.
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