When A Husband Prays

I was struggling the other day. A personal struggle. The kind where one part of your mind is pulling you in one direction and the other part of your mind is pulling you the other direction. I found myself feeling a multitude of things and the fore-front piece of it was inadequacy. I just felt inadequate in everything from career, or lack thereof, to being a woman. My mind was racing at a million miles an hour with the wonderments of “what do I want” and the inability to fully answer that question. Apart from my family, everything else I felt just inches away from being a failure. From being plain, uninteresting, and mundane. Then the more I sunk into the thoughts I was having I suddenly allowed these emotions and fears to seep into my roles as friend, as mother, and as wife. Suddenly my feelings of inadequacy were consuming me alive.

I found myself desperately trying to voice to my husband the inner struggle I was feeling and yet not being able to voice it. I felt a part of me wanting to submit to the Lord for peace and yet another rebellious part of me screaming “NO!” without having any real reason as to why. The more I wanted the peace the further from it I felt. The harder it became for me to find peace, it seemed that this too just fueled the feelings of being inadequate at life. At everything.
And then, as I pulled into the parking lot I saw an email had come in from my husband. I of course took the time to look it over, expecting a sweet little love note of some sort (as newly weds will do).
I was astounded at what I read…..
Dear Lord,
Please be with my wife each morning as she faces her giants in the new job. Be with her in a way that gives her the confidence that You gave David – a small, country shepherd against a towering military monster. Wrap Your love and peace around her like a blanket – warm, snuggly, safe, and full of pleasant smells like home, her husband and child, and happy thoughts. Hold her steps in your hands – steadfast, confident, and unshakable. Give her the confidence to rely on her quick thought and ability to understand new concepts, because You have blessed her with a wonderful, sharp mind. Give her the confidence to know that she can hold her head high in any circle because she knows You, and You love her above all of her other concerns. Let her know that her family loves her.
Lord, let her know that I love her, and that Your word describes my wife perfectly in Proverbs 31:
10c]”>[c]A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
11Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
12She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
13She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
14She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
15She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
16She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
18She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
19In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
21When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
26She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29“Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
30Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. (even though you are SO beautiful, you are not vain 🙂 )
31Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.”

My husband prayed for me. And his prayer brought tears to my eyes, and the peace I was struggling so desperately to find finally had the crack in the door it needed for me to be able to pray myself, for me to not only feel the love of my dear, kind, sweet husband, yet also the love of my Lord. And then reading over the familiar verses, the same verses that I have actually read and felt shame because I feel so far from the mark so much of the time, and to read them with the Love of my husband’s voice in them, is so much more than any blog or amount of words I can possibly tell anyone.

When a Husband prays for his Wife, mountains move. I have yet to go into detail with my husband all the prayers I have had for him, yet I have seen many of them answered. It is just amazing to me.

I am so blessed in the gift of marriage the Lord has blessed us with. I have no idea where I really wanted to go with this blog. To be honest, I at the very least wanted this prayer saved in several places for my future reference. To remind myself of something beautiful, the love of my Savior, the love of my Husband, the love of our children, our family. I truly don’t think even he will ever know how very much that one prayer raised me up when I was falling. Or that since then, though I have stumbled here or there the last few days, I haven’t seeped back to that place which started to go dark.

I just. I just wanted to share about what happens when a husband prays. I hope somehow I have.

 

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