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.
” 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 peach 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 confidence to know that she can hold her head high in any circle because she knows You, and You love her above all 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:(10-31) A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.
She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands. She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar. She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls. She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks. She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night. In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.
When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet. She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes. She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: ‘Many women do noble things but you surpass them all.’Charm 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.)Give her the reward she has earned, and let her words 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.