Wrestling with God: The Series…Marriage

Today you have the privilege of reading a post by my sweet friend E. Tyler Rowan. I met her at a conference last year and she is a wonderful woman of God. Tyler has a heart to encourage, and lead women to know Jesus better. I pray her post will bless you.

Wrestling with God for my Broken Marriage

When folks ask about my marriage, I usually tell them, “I’ve been married nearly thirteen years, the last six or so happily.”

Lest you think it’s all rainbows and puppy dogs around here – happily does not mean blissfully. We’ve still got our issues. But those first five years…the only word that truly captures their essence is miserable. (Now, you’re thinking that six plus five only equals eleven; those two years in-between are what I fondly refer to as the wrestling years.)

Here’s a little background for you:

I accepted Christ as a little girl, and renewed my commitment to Him each summer at Bible camp, but I lived through the school year no different than my unbelieving classmates and friends.

Living my life as I did, it’s not really a surprise that I found myself pregnant at nineteen. Unlike many teen moms, I was lucky to be dating a guy that planned to stick by my side. As most of you parents probably know, there’s nothing like having a child to bring someone back to their faith.

Enter five years of misery…

Courtesy of almightydad.com.

 

My husband tried to be supportive of my faith. He didn’t complain about me taking our son to church. In fact, I think he appreciated the silent morning of sleeping in each week. We had a church wedding. He agreed to it because it was important to me. My faith was okay, as long as it didn’t affect him.

Honestly, I think that he tried to be a good husband to me. I know he wanted to please me and make me happy. But I couldn’t be pleased. Instead, I picked and prodded, begged and cajoled, fighting for him to join us at church on Sunday mornings. And as I grew in my walk with the Lord and was convicted of my sin, I decided to act as the Holy Spirit in my husband’s life, convicting him of all his sinful ways.

They say that women go into marriage thinking of all the ways they can change their men, and men go into marriage hoping that their wives never change at all.

The change in me was probably a frightening sight to observe. I shifted from liberal thinking to deeply black-and-white conservative. I jumped from wild and free living to rigid, rule-driven, legalistic, and judgmental. And all this with a husband who was raised to believe that Christians are all brainwashed, and their goal in life is to brainwash others.
The turning point for me was the day my husband packed his bags. He had overheard me praying on the phone with a friend. The praying was, let’s say, a little bit charismatic. He was freaked out! Who can blame him?

I had an epiphany in that moment. I knew, without a doubt, that there was no way I could change my husband. There was no way I could make him happy. There was no way he could bring me satisfaction. I could not change him or fix him or save him. I could not save my marriage.

All of those things were under God’s area of responsibility. The only tasks placed under my care were: love my husband and obey God.

In an instant, I was released from my misery. My husband was released from my tyranny. I stopped wrestling within my marriage and began wrestling with God.

I would grab on tight and cry out, Lord, save my marriage!
He assured me, Trust me, your marriage is in My hands.

I dug in hard and prayed, God, reveal Yourself to my husband!
He soothed me, I will, I am, through you and your obedience.

When I felt pinned, I would ask God, Why don’t you change him?
He replied, Why don’t you let Me change you?

When I felt like I was being attacked by a tag-team I would wail, But God, it’s not fair! I deserve to be treated better. I deserve to be happy!
He answered, Find your happiness in Me.

I would be mad and storm around the house, thinking to myself how I was NOT going to do his laundry. And God would tell me to serve my husband.

I would be hurt and determined that I had to speak my mind. And God would tell me to shut my mouth. (I cannot count the number of times God had to tell me to shut up!)

I would be lonely and depressed, entertaining fantasies of divorce or death, and then doing things the right way with a Christian husband. And God would tell me that the right way was to honor the husband I was given.

I wrestled and struggled, crying out, I will not let go until You bless me!

My husband began to attend church with us occasionally. Then more regularly. He agreed to attend a church-led marriage retreat. He agreed to join a home group through the church.

He was baptized on February 29th, 2004. He went on short-term missions trips to Haiti in the falls of 2009 and 2010. He has served in our church with the youth, the children, and the men.

My husband is the Christian husband I prayed for. He is a man of prayer. He is man of integrity. He is a man of faith. He is the spiritual leader in our home.

In five weeks, I will be celebrating my thirteenth anniversary. Thirteen years married, the last six or so happily. Every single moment held in the hands of a loving Father.

Tyler is a busy mom to five, who writes openly about her struggles with anger in parenting, as well as a variety of other real-life topics for Christian women. She is an aspiring author and speaker, and a homemaker who is flat-out conquered by the laundry pile. Check her out at Titus 2:3-5 (her blog), on Facebook, or on Twitter!
What do you wrestle with God over in your marriage or relationships?
Also remember on Friday you will have the opportunity to link-up your blog post about something you have wrestled God over. Join in so we can all learn toether.
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9 Responses to Wrestling with God: The Series…Marriage

  1. Thank you for allowing me to share my story here, Ang! Blessings on you and your ministry.

    • Anonymous says:

      Tyler, it is a pleasure and honor to have you share here. Your story is a wonderful God-story. I am blessed by reading it and I am sure my readers are as well. Blessings to you dear friend!

  2. Tyler, it’s neat to hear your story after seeing you at the marriage conference! That’s awesome that your husband is now a Christian. Is it okay if I share this on FamilyLife Canada’s site?

    • Anonymous says:

      Sheila, Isn’t it great to hear God’s story in others’ lives. If it is ok with Tyler, I am fine with you sharing this story on FamilyLife Canada. Thanks for stopping by!

    • Thanks Sheila. 🙂

      I love how God works! Recently, I had a friend tell me she was jealous of how Pat would pray about decisions and discuss it with me, because her husband brushed off that idea. It was so good to share my story with her and recognize how far we’ve come…and how far God can bring her marriage, too!

      • Anonymous says:

        Isn’t God good to allow our stories to bless others? He is good when we are willing to share the hard things to encourage others. LOVE the way He works!

  3. Beth Smith says:

    Thank you so much for this post! I have been struggling for almost 5 years in a fairly similar situation, only my husband is all too familiar with the Bible (he was raised as a Jehovah’s Witness).  This post was just the encouragement I needed!

    • Anonymous says:

      I will be praying for you Beth. I am so glad that Tyler’s story really blessed you.

    • Beth, that is such a hard place to be. I pray that you will continue to hold tightly to God’s promises, and that you will begin to see and experience His transforming power in your marriage. And I pray that your husband’s eyes are opened to the reality of the work of the Holy Spirit in your lives. Bless you.

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