My days consist of many new things lately. The old familiar rhythm of working in my home for most of my married life has been replaced with a more frantic pace where half of my day is spent in different surroundings. I am no longer just a ‘keeper at home’ but now I work part-time outside my home. It’s not how I envisioned my ‘middle age years’. I miss being home. But, for the present time it’s a necessity and the best way I can help my husband.
I would like to be transparent and share something with you in hope that it may help someone avoid the mistakes I have made.
I am suffering the consequences of previous actions.
Those of you who have been reading my blog for the past few years know that shortly after our move to the country our trucking business was effected financially by the economy. Our business continued to go in the red so we finally made the decision to downsize and put our home up for sale. We received many offers over the following 1 1/2 years but each offer fell through. Finally, we received a solid offer with a 30 day escrow. The sale seemed to be going alone just fine. We found a few homes that would fit into our budget but no one would return our calls. Time was ticking away and my husband did not want to move in with anyone so we were feeling a time crunch. We finally found a home that we really liked and put an offer on it which was accepted. We thought we were on our way. How shocked we were to find out that our home appraised for $50,000.00 less than our selling price (which was already half the original listed price).
When the appraisal came back for $50,000.00 less my husband said that we needed to pull out of the offer we had on the other home because our house payment would be higher than he wanted. My heart sank. I was tired. I was weary. It had been a long two years and I just wanted to move and have no more problems. I didn’t want to look for another home. When I told our real estate agent that my husband wanted to pull out she came back with the reply that the owners of the house were threatening to sue us for breech of contract.
This is where I wish I could go back and change my response!
Instead of trusting that God was leading me through my husband I ended up not fully supporting him in his decision. There was no outward rebellious actions. There were no demands to do it my way. Only a quiet siding with the realtor. I didn’t trust his decision. It was an inward heart attitude that subtly reflected itself in my actions.
So, we moved into our lovely home and things seemed to be going just fine. Until….
Four months later when my husband’s work just stopped with no prospect of starting again until possibly April. Thankfully, he found another job shortly afterwards but the pay was much less and we couldn’t meet all of our expenses. We looked into selling our home and also refinancing but neither option ended up being a possibility. We were faced with losing our home. So, the only solution seemed to point to me finding a job which I did. The Lord was gracious and blessed me with a good paying part-time job right around the corner from where we live. I’m very thankful for His provision.
Here is the ironically sad part to this story. If I had trusted my husband’s leadership in this situation and stood with him against the realtor I would not be working outside my home because his new job would have covered all of our expenses. I am working to pay the difference between what he ‘wanted’ in a house payment and what we are actually paying.
I’ve tried to practice submission as the bible commands my entire marriage. My heart’s desire is to fully obey God’s Word and to encourage my husband’s leadership in our home. Yet, still after all these years, it only takes one moment to tear down something I worked years to preserve… my role as a keeper at home. There is a good chance that I’m going to be suffering the consequences of my actions for quite some time unless the Lord chooses to deliver us financially.
Nearly every morning that I leave my home for work I’m reminded that I am suffering the consequences of not submitting to my husband. I pray and hope that I will learn this lesson well so that I will pass it the next time it comes around. And trust me.. there will be a next time!
I pray that the Lord will use my confession to help one of you escape the consequences I am now reaping.
May God bless you!