Her husband had unceremoniously moved out the day before. It was her first day as a single parent and she was trying to find joy in the small things. The kids had gone to visit their dad at his new home, but she still had a nagging feeling. Earlier in the day, my friend Melinda, had picked up a pregnancy test.
Now, I know what you're thinking if you read my last post. OHMYGOSH NO. I had the same reaction, albeit a little more cussy.
She wondered how in the world she would be able to raise not just four children, but a newborn as well? All alone?? How God? I never even wanted five kids!
That night, we had dinner together with some friends and when I dropped Melinda off at her house, I could tell something was off. She was distracted all evening. Not herself. OF COURSE, BECAUSE SHE IS PREGNANT AND DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO BLURT THAT OUT. So when she got back to the house, her husband was there, with the kids. He got up to leave and she followed him to the car. He was headed back to his new reality. His new home. And that's when she told him.
There are many personal details here, dear reader, that are not mine to tell. In fact, I'm not even privy to the moments Melinda's husband spent with God that night. But let's say this....
That night, alone in his new home, Melinda's husband had a divine appointment with the Creator. God spoke truth into him that he hasn't heard from anyone on this earth. And for the first time in months, Melinda's husband got the message loud and clear. "My will, not yours be done."
So after a restless night of sleep, he awoke, called his lawyer and cancelled the divorce. He called his wife and asked to come home. He was the Prodigal Son, coming home, to the arms of a wife who never lost hope, never stopped praying, never gave up on the husband she vowed to love through thick and thin.
I cried tears of joy to hear this news and then I was taken back to my last blog post. How did it end? I'll remind you. Mind you, this was the day before he moved out. I asked you this:
"I would covet your prayers for Melinda. For her 4 children. And especially for her husband, who has lost his way. It is never too late to right a wrong. Will you believe with me? Amen."
I hope it's not lost on YOU (You, who prayed for Melinda. You, who prayed for this family. You who prayed for her husband) that YOUR PRAYERS repaired a marriage. Your prayers moved mountains for my friend, her children, and especially for her husband who needed us to stand in the gap for him.
I especially love that none of this was a surprise to God. He knew all along that in the silence, He was still moving. We couldn't see it, but He was at work! He never stopped interceding on behalf of these precious people I call friends.
If you don't know the power of pray and a mighty God who still does miracles, please seek out someone who does. Call me. Call a friend who loves Jesus. We would love nothing more than to point you to the cross.
And all the people said AMEN!