So, when to me it is obvious that God is intervening in my life, I for lack of a better term call these events "God Stories". Here is one.
My wife and I have gone through a lot. In April our marriage almost collapsed. So about two weeks ago I was really down on my marriage. I spent a lot of time thinking about what I was going to do.
Lately I've really struggled to attend Church regularly. I'm consistent with a Bible Study that is every other week, going on Sunday morning is a struggle for whatever reason. Last week I felt that I needed to go to Church and I didn't really have an excuse not to. Of course that Saturday night, in possibly an effort to self sabotage my effort to go, I stayed up past three. So I prayed, "Lord, you are going to have to get me to Church or else I won't make it." or something like that. I don't believe in giving God ultimatums but I know myself and what I was saying was true.
So I woke up figuring it was about noon and I had slept in. I lazily got out of bed and looked at the clock. It was only a little after 8! Now where to go. The Church that sponsors the Bible study I go to wasn't till 11:00, and to be honest I kinda dread wading through all the people there (it is a good Church but it is kind of a mega church). So I elected to go to the local Calvary Chapel instead.
I went to that Calvary Chapel once when I moved to my new town and wasn't too impressed. Right when the wheels came off of our marriage I went back to this Calvary Chapel and the message the Pastor delivered was right at the time what I needed to hear. I wasn't sure if that would repeat.
I get to the church, almost late, and the parking lot is full. I circle around and a parking spot opens right up about as close to the front door as you can get in the lot I was in. I go in. The message was on 1 Corinthians 7...the part about marriage.
The message was exactly what I needed to hear. It is amazing that I was drawn not only to Church, but this specific Church to hear a message that I absolutely needed to hear. I needed to have God's opinion, hope, and also practicality injected into my thinking. Now I have my marching orders so to speak. To love my wife as Jesus loves his bride, the church. And to let the chips fall where they may.
