Not 24 hours after my last post love became a thought that dwelt deep in the back of my mind. Matt came home Thur after grocery shopping for our family camping trip. I was seriously overcome with frustration at this act of service on my behalf. (the only part of camping I like is eating, so I was thrilled to shop for our trip) I was frustrated he shopped and even more frustrated that I didn't have a list, so he didn't get half the things we needed. Needless to say, we had a quiet night with little communication about anything. That trailed, as it always does, into Friday.
As we drove to our camping destination, I shared my post with him. I shared how I had been wrestling with God since Thur. evening about my hunger to love in a new way and my frustration that little things get in the way. I didn't and don't understand how circumstances can so badly mangle the things within and change around what is good and make is sour. I prayed and prayed and prayed about this Thur. evening and Friday morning, with no reprieve from myself. I couldn't take it anymore. We were nearing our camping location and I didn't want this to carry into our weekend, especially since we were camping with his whole family. (The place I want to love beyond myself in the worst way) I asked him to pray with me and for me. Well, I told him I needed that and needed him to initiate that more. He did and INSTANTLY the load was lifted, the wrestling stopped and peace was found in me. Seriously wish I would have thought of that before 24 hours of chaos took place. :)
Nonetheless, his prayers brought me out of a place I didn't want to be, a place of discord, not love and kindness. He prayed with me a couple more times over the weekend, by his own leading and blessed me beyond measure.
The battle continues to walk in love...thankfully my man of prayer is fighthing with me. :)
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