Life, the garden and husbands

Life it ebbs and flows. It has good times and bad. Hard times and easy times. Our Lord never promised us a rose garden. But, He did promise to walk with us in the Garden.

The hymn In the Garden has long been special to me. And part of the reason is this part.

I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses. And the voice I hear falling on my ear the Son of God discloses. He walks with me and talks with me and tells me I am His own.

Did you notice? We come to the garden alone, but there He is waiting for us, to walk with us and talk with us. Why do we arrive at the garden alone. Well, simply because we have been trying to walk this life alone, under our own power. We are trying to prove we are strong enough to do it. Yet, when it boils down to it, we can not do it alone We NEED Him. We NEED His strength. So, when we take time to walk with Him in the garden and we talk with Him we find something more powerful than we can every imagine. We are HIS! We are HIS OWN. We BELONG to the SAVIOR. Do you know how powerful that is? It means we don't have to be alone. We have to get to the place we come to Him and talk with Him places besides just the garden.

I need my Lord. Today, I have had a moody day. Even if I chose to have a lazy, pajama day, I have struggled. My kids have been well behaved. It isn't them. It is me. I admit. I have not spent enough time with my Lord. I have been trying, yet again, to do it alone. Why? Because I am silly and think this time, just maybe, I can do it. When, every time I try, I fail.

When my husband gets home tonight. I think I am just going to let him hold me while I cry. It seems like I try to much to handle it all on my own. I never go to the Lord or the husband He gave me. I try to bear my burdens alone. Is it life changing burdens? No, it is just the normal stressors of life. Bills, not enough money for those bills, needs that urgently need answers, and the like. The same things everyone faces. I try so often to "protect" my husband from my feeling of being stressed out or down. When, he would love to help me bear my burdens. As wives, we too often usurp their protector role. Now, I am not going to lam blast him and tell him how awful it is etc etc. But I am going to let him know, "honey, I have had a bad day. Can you just hold me and let's pray about it together". Our husbands need us to need them.

So now that my previously mentioned pity party is over. I am going to go to my Lord and let my husband pray with me to instead of trying to carry it alone. God is faithful. He will answer my cries.