is easy to pinpoint the date of a couple of momentous events because of the birthdays at
that time. I sent the girl's father a birthday card which we all signed, and when he read
it he had a strange experience. He told me later that he heard God tell him he had
to give up me and the girls. I had no knowledge of this at the time, but that very day I
experienced a tangible lifting of weight from my shoulders, and I no longer felt that my
husband was in any way my responsibility. It was incredibly real. It was the final
day of the 40 days of prayer.
Not long later I
wrote in my prayer journal, "God said the marriage is over." Exactly a
year later, to the very day, I was granted a divorce. I had no control over this date - it
was God's hand again. The story of the day of the divorce is worth telling,
but not here. I'll save it for another time.
I want to move on,
now, to a happier subject.