Sunday Reflections

I have not finished the love dare, though I did get pretty far into the book but I did stop blogging about it and eventually put it down. I don't know if it's because I was new into my faith or my surmounting doubt about it working or my frustration with myself. Or whether I was putting too much need in wanting my husband to go through this with me. I think the truth is that I gave up too easily. I quit because I wasn't getting the desired effect that I wanted. I quit because I started this journey from a selfish standpoint. Wanting to just fix my marriage, this had to be it. This had to be the tool. While it is a great tool and I will start my journey over. You have to really use the book and it's wisdom and not just do it halfway. My intentions were not pure, they were selfish. 

Today my intentions are not selfish, my heart is more open and willing to push through this but I have also added some more tools to my arsenal. I decided that I will be praying for my husband for the next 31 days, along with some additional devotional and reading some books to help me change myself more. Here are the list of my books I am reading (you can click on the link- to get the description or purchase if necessary) :
I also plan to add a few more. I have started the last two books in the list and will start the other two as I finish. I am learning a lot about myself. How selfish I was before finding my faith. How ill equipped I was to handle arguments and my relationship with my husband. I was so very selfish and I am finding the only thing I can change is myself. I can't control my husband or what he does. I can only lead by example and pray that he will follow my lead. I think we all want everything in our control and when we don't have that control we are fearful. I was personally fearful of being alone, abandoned and tossed out like junk as everyone in my life has. I began to hold on too tight, squeezing the life out of my marriage and suffocating my husband. 

Now I'm not saying it's all my fault but my part is the only part I can control and take accountability for. I played a big role in the breakdown of my marriage. I am not naive to believe it was all my husband's fault. Now if you asked me this a few months ago, I would have put all the blame on him. I would have screamed till I was blue in the face that it was all his fault and I was doing everything right, but I wasn't. I was doing everything wrong, I was so critical of my husband. It's no wonder he felt unsupported, unloved and there was no intimacy. 



I was so selfish absorbed I was only looking at my feelings, with a jaded heart and letting past mistakes and baggage add to the already unsteady foundation of marriage we had. I only cared about me, my hurt feelings, why he couldn't just do what I wanted him to do. Sounds selfish doesn't it? It's because it was and I was so wound up I couldn't see past it all. As I began to grow in my faith and listening to the sermon's every Sunday, it was as if they were made for me. They were speaking directly to me, my situation my heart. Through the word and messages I was seeing how really self focused I was and it hit me like a truck.

I sobbed during those sermons. I felt awful, for myself, my husband and my marriage. I wasn't playing ball like we were on the same team. I was playing ball as if he was on the opposing team, fighting him every step of the way. When instead I should have been fighting with him against the things that come against us as a couple. So here's to another day down and Fireproofing My Marriage! 


Day Four

Day Four's Introduction:

Love is thoughtful

Love thinks it is not a mindless feeling that rides on waves of emotions and falls asleep mentally. It keeps busy in thought, knowing that loving thoughts precede loving actions.

If you don't learn to be thoughtful, you end up regretting missed opportunities to demonstrate love. Thoughtlessness is a silent enemy to a loving relationship.

Love requires thoughtfulness on both sides. The kind that builds strong bridges through the constructive combination of patience, kindness and selflessness. Love teaches you to meet in the middle, to respect and appreciate how your husband uniquely thinks.

The thoughtful nature of love teaches you to engage your mind before engaging your lips. Love thinks before speaking. It filters it's words through a grid of truth and kindness.

Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves. (Romans 12:10)


Day Four's Dare:

Contact your spouse sometime during the day. Have no other agenda other than asking how he is doing and if there is anything you can do for him. (Mental Note: Remember to say nothing negative.)

This was by far the easiest dare so far for me. I was able to send a text message that was received well. I think he was able to see that I just wanted to see how he was doing but he was also scratching his head wondering what on earth my hidden agenda was. I am noticing that as each day passes and I put in the things I am learning from this book and another book I am reading: ("THE SEVEN LAWS OF LOVE" By Dave Willis) Purchase Book Here on Amazon

I am learning so much about myself through this process and I am watching little by little as my husband comes back around. I see bits and glimmers of hope each day that passes. It makes me excited to see where we are at the end of this deployment. This process has renewed a passion in myself. It has brought me closer to my faith. It has given me a reason to push forward and be the best version of myself. I can only hope that through my improvements, behavior and changes that I lead by example for other's around me, including my husband.

Last night I was given a giant sign. One that I really needed. I was so wound up and frustrated yesterday. I was questioning myself again, I do this sometimes when things aren't going my way. It is an insecurity of mine I am working on. But I began to ask myself these questions: "Is this really worth all the effort"? "Why can't he see that I have changed so much"? "Why is he being so mean and negative every conversation we have"? "How much more of this can I really take"? "Am I really strong enough to keep this going with how he is treating me"?

And as I began to question myself, I broke down and I started to pray. I was praying so hard, I began to sob. My tears were in full force as I asked God to help me and that I was struggling, that while I know things are on his terms, that I was drowning in my heartache and I needed a sign. That I needed his help more than ever because I was questioning myself, that I didn't know how much more I could take. That I was lifting all my problems up to him because I couldn't handle them alone, that I needed his strength and I needed to feel loved. I cried some more and began to pour out my heart's sorrow's. How much I was hurting and how much healing I needed and I prayed for my husband.

I asked him to soften my husband's heart and that I hoped he'd read the books I sent him and to find his way to God. To help my husband fight this battle inside himself of self loathing, depression and to help him hang on and not give up on himself or our marriage. I also asked that he help my husband and I find our way back to each other and help us rebuild to have a stronger marriage. I closed my prayers with thankfulness to be able to unload all my problems at his mercy and thanked God for helping me fight these battles.

I finished my prayers and no less than 5 minutes later my phone rings. It was my husband. As usual, I felt tense. I felt the anxiousness and unsettling feeling. I was expecting the conversation to make me feel worse then I already felt. I was expecting more negative backlash. And for once, the conversation flowed, it was easier. He talked about downloading those books and how he had thumbed through one of them already. He didn't say thank you but you could tell he was excited about the one I had bought him to help with workout motivation. He talked about how he thinks this will help him and he needed it. He began to express how much he missed working out and how it helped him physically and mentally.

It was a step in the right direction, it was hope. As the conversation progressed more we then began to discuss his indiscretions. For once we had an open conversation about the "other women". He was not deceitful, he was not defensive and he was not hiding behind his anger. He began to admit things that I already knew to be true deep down in my heart. He expressed that he never expected things to get as far as they did. But that once they did he didn't know how to stop and he didn't know how to tell these women he was married. While that was not the remorse or apology I was expecting it was a start. And just what I needed to hear at the time.

He then began to express that he wasn't set on a divorce. The way my heart felt a bit of relief as he said those words almost brought me to tears. Inside I wanted to cry, I looked up for a moment towards the ceiling and said in my thoughts "Thank you God, I know that was your doing", and continued into the conversation. He began to open up more and express that he missed his partner and needed his partner. He was telling me he wanted us to feel like equals again, that he married one woman and she slipped away and wanted her back. He didn't come out and say that but that is what I heard from that.

Little does he know how hard I am working on myself. How hard I am working on me for me and for us. I have seen the changes in myself, the strides I have made and how far I have come. Maybe it's easier for me to see because I am here and actively working on myself to be the best version of myself I can be. I can see all my improvements, from my physical transformation to my inner transformation. I see my body slimming down, I also see my thought processes changing. It is challenging every day but I am determined. I need to feel like me again. I am working on bettering myself and working towards loving myself.

Towards the end of our conversation I asked him if he had any last words to say since we wouldn't be talking much after that for quite some time. He said in a soft tone " I love you. I will read these books and work on being positive everyday". I told him I love him and to take it one day at a time and to let me know how his workout progress goes. I got off the phone and I sobbed. I completely broke down and tears fell at a rapid pace and I grabbed my chest and said over and over "Thank you". It was at that moment I knew, I should never doubt if God is listening to my prayers.

He knew that I was struggling so deeply that I needed something, I needed a sign, I needed hope to keep going. And he heard my prayers and he delivered. When I least expected it but when he thought I really needed it. Until you are broken and you feel like losing hope, then you will never know God's power, it is then when he shows you his strength with in you. That is when you can pick yourself up and rebuild yourself, stronger than ever. So here's to another day down and Fireproofing my marriage.







Day Three

Day Three's Introduction:

Love is not selfish

Be devoted to one another in brotherly love; give preference to one another in honor. (Romans 12:10)

Selfishness and love are in constant opposition to one another. While love asks us to dent ourselves for the sake of someone else, selfishness compels us to focus on ourselves at their expense. Selfishness is like a disease that suffocates our capacity to love. When we chose self-centeredness, we become higher maintenance, more needy, overly sensitive and demanding. And then when we don't get our way, we judge others harshly while being blind to our own faults.

Do I truly want what's best for my husband?

Do I want him to feel loved by  me?

Does he believe I have his best interest at heart?

Does he see me as looking out him or myself first?

Don't wait on your husband to earn your love. Be the first to demonstrate real love to him, with your eyes wide open. Show him what it looks like by your unexpected example. And when all is said and done, you will both be more fulfilled.

Do nothing from selfish or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as important as yourselves. (Philippians 2:3)

Day Three's Dare:

Whatever you put your time, energy, and money into will become more important to you. It is hard to care for something you are not investing in. Along with refraining from any negative comments, buy your spouse something that says, "I was thinking of you today".

So I put this dare and book on hold for a few days. I struggled with the lack of communication my husband and I were having and I had to really think about what to buy him. I was at first going to buy him an expensive pair of custom shoes with the colors picked out and his name embroidered into them, then I struggled with some bitterness and anger. I began to ask myself these questions: "Is this too much to spend on him right now with where we are at"? "Does he really deserve this when he's treating me this way"? I began to realize, I wish being selfish, I was being bitter. So I put them in my cart and saved them for when I got to the second round of doing these dares over. Instead today I bought him a kindle book about physical fitness for seal training.

I know he has been struggling with finding the motivation to work out. I figured it would be a good push in the right direction to help him. I also bought him 2 additional kindle books more so he can participate in "The Love Dare" and see if things can change and save our marriage. And also read about additional ways of showing love. I haven't said anything negative or unkind since putting my dares on hold but I found myself increasingly stressed again about this situation. It seems to come and go. I am fine one day and the next I find myself struggling a bit emotionally. Which is hard for me. I have to wake up everyday and push myself not to fall into a depression to not let it take me over. I have to dig down deep to eat right, workout, and keep going daily.

I wish I could say this is an easy process but it's not. Some day's I am in an emotional warfare with myself on not exploding on  him, crying in front of him or making him feel what I do. I know that doing these things will not help the situation we are in but that doesn't make it any easier. I knew that this was going to be a tough journey, I did. But I has no idea I was going to be in the fight for my life and my marriage. I am learning just how mentally strong I am. I having been hearing it across the board from friends, co workers, family and my therapist. I am finally seeing what they are talking about, I am seeing what I am really made of.

I am seeing the changes in myself despite the struggle of this all. Before hand if I was feeling emotionally drained, I would have crawled into bed and slept the day away. I would have given up even before I had a chance to change my way of thinking. I would let my emotions swallow me whole and take me down into deep dark black abyss of depression and self loathing. Today if I am frustrated, or feeling the weight of the world I head to the gym or I run a bubble bath and watch Netflix by candle light or read while I calm myself down and zen out. I am finding more inner strength to handle life's curve balls and stress. But it is still a struggle.

If my husband upset me in the past I would have emotionally lashed out at him, berating him, lecturing him and attempted to make him feel the hurt I was feeling. Now I can bite my tongue and try to be more patient and understanding. Though, even though I am biting my tongue that doesn't mean that sometimes I don't want to jump through the phone and just shake some sense into him. But as time goes on and as I navigate through my dares more I will be able to progress in having more true patience. So here's to another day down and Fireproofing my marriage!

In Between Days 2 & 3

I know it has been a few days since my last post and my last dare. With the way this sub life works. My husband had duty. We had no communication for well over 48 hours. So I put Day 3 on hold. Instead I took Saturday to digest everything from Friday. I prayed a lot, I read a lot and I talked to my Mama and a few close friends. I spent the day in my thoughts and trying to grow myself, learn more. I started to read a book by the Author Dave Willis. This book is titled: "THE SEVEN LAWS OF LOVE". It really ties into everything I have been doing and practicing. But it takes a step further and breaks down our negative behaviors and patterns and how we are damaging our relationships and how to build them back up with even stronger foundations.

I spent most of my Saturday just in reflection over everything, my life, my marriage, the recent conversations with my husband and the recent conversations with other's in my life. I began to ask myself how my progress was coming along. Did I see any changes in myself and my behavior. And the sudden revelation was an astounding "Yes". I prayed some more that day and was looking forward to Sunday. Sunday meant church. Sunday meant I was going to get a message and apply it more to my life and connect with other's around me. Sunday meant I was going to feed my faith. 

Sunday arrived and I woke up with a little pep in my step. I knew today was going to be an emotional and yet exciting day. I met some amazing people. The environment was huge, so many people. You could tell this was a church that was full of love and a sense of community. Everyone was so welcoming and escorted me right towards the Military Outreach booth. It was a little intimidating at first but something told me, I needed to give back and help. I ended up meeting two other wives. Both whom were so enriched in their faith it poured over them. You could feel it instantly being near them. It was infectious. 

We walked into the service and I felt compelled to sit at the front. The seats were empty. It was like even though we were at church, there was intimidation of sitting in the front row seats. In all three rows the front seats were empty. So this new friends of mine and I sat in them. I recall her saying "Wow you sure are brave" as she seated herself next to me in the front row. What was brave about wanting to sit in the front row and get the full experience of the message? I wanted to soak every word in, I wanted to see the pastor's expressions and feel his words. 

The message was about giving back to the community and giving back to other's around us. He touched close on the submarine life and that he wants to spread faith among the boats and these DVD sets instead of what is usually passed around among each other, "pornography". It hit too close to home. I began to weep as he continued in this part of his sermon. I knew this was one of the breakdowns in our marriage. He continued to say that "Wouldn't it be amazing if we were able to get them to pass around these DVD's instead"? I thought to myself, it would be, I wonder how I can get these out to our boat. 

He then mentioned volunteering at the Military Outreach booth to help make this happen. That was it I knew I had to help. I wanted to be apart of this. Having it hit too close to home, I knew that there was something more I could do. So I signed up and will wait for an e-mail or call when they need my help. After the service concluded my new friend noticed that I wept as part of that message was being given. She confided that she too is dealing with this in her marriage. It was instant, I felt my heart grow closer to her, I hugged her and she asked what was going on. I gave her a quick run down and she grabbed my hand and asked if we could pray together.

I had never really had this before. I listened as prayed with her as I could hear the hurt and the love in her voice both very powerful and strong. To hear someone strong in their conviction of faith and their words blew me away. As she prayed for my marriage to be healed, to help me through this and help my husband and to soften his heart I began to sob. It was uncontrollable, it was emotional. Someone who barely knew me, was taking the time to pray for me and with me. This was the truest form of Grace I had ever witnessed from another person. This was God's unconditional love flowing through her and expressing it to me. I was overcome with so many emotions.

Thankfulness, amazement, sorrow and relief. And overwhelming relief to cry and let it all go with someone and give it to God. I never in a million years pictured myself in that moment. I didn't know if I was ever going to go back to church. Boy did God have a different plan and path laid out for me. He has used my pain and sorrow to lead him back to him. To build me from my struggles and to find my strengths. 

Day Two

Day Two's Introduction:

Love is Kind

Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you. (Ephesiabns 4:23) 

When acting from kindness, you see the need, and then you quickly make your move. First. Don't wait for your spouse to be kind first. Make it your daily mission. It is difficult to demonstrate love when you feel little to no motivation. But love in it's truest sense is not based on feelings. Rather, love determined to show thoughtful actions even when there to be no reward. You will never learn to love until you learn to demonstrate kindness. First. 

Day Two's Dare:

In addition to saying nothing negative to your spouse again today, do at least one unexpected gesture as an act of kindness.

Well with having a husband who pulls in and out of ports and is deployed this can be difficult. I asked myself if I could really do these 40 days with him gone. But that was rubbish. There is no way that I will let my those inner demons tell me I can't do this. So what was I going to do today as an act of kindness. How would this work if we had no communication. So I began to search online and found the deployment love dare. They help transition the love dare for deployments a little easier. It did help a little. So today I took his car out for a spin with a friend of mine to get the engine running and to keep it from dying.

Does he know I did this yet, no. However, when he pulls in he will read the text message that I started his car. I also sent a note that said "Thank you for working so hard babes, I love you". So while I have said nothing negative to him it makes it a little easier when he is underneath the water. However, I know at some point he will pull in and it will be a struggle again. I was asked today by a fellow wife if I was going to talk to him. I doubted myself for a moment, I asked myself whether I would. For a split second I thought "Hmmm I should make him suffer and not talk to him" and then I fought back and simply responded yes I would be talking to him.

I am not going to shun him, or shut him out just because I don't agree with what he is doing. As tough as that may seem to most. I am modeling myself after Christ. It's not right for me to treat him poorly because he treated me poorly. How will things ever change if I  were to keep that attitude? Playing tit for tat and constant conditional love. Basing how and when I love him on how and when he loves me or does things for me. How is that going to make anything better except for add more negativity, resentment and animosity to an already dire situation?

Learning how to unconditionally love someone is difficult. I can honestly say I didn't really understand Love and what it meant to unconditionally love someone without question, without any reciprocation, any reward, or expecting something in return. This is one of the most difficult lessons I am learning in life and in my marriage. I am also learning that I need to be more involved in the church and find friends with in the church to be prayer warriors with. I think this will help make all the difference. Because the truth is, this is war. Satan is waging a war on my marriage and I need all the help I can get and I will not lose. 

So here I was thinking that Day 2 was over and I was getting ready to close out this blog and the phone rings. It was  my husband. I could feel a panic setting in a little. The uneasiness in my stomach. Conversation seemed to be ok for a bit and I was trying to fight the negativity I was feeling. I think it was also a sense of guilt as well. From not telling him that I knew about everything and the intimate details. It has been eating away at me for some time now. I rifled with whether I would say something or not and then it flowed out of me. I let him know that I wanted to tell  him something but that I was in no way trying to be critical, negative or make him feel worse. 

I wanted him to know that this wasn't coming from a hostile place but a place of my own guilt for keeping him in the dark. I let him know that I knew about everything. The intimate details of his indiscretions and that if he wanted to talk about it I was here. He expressed he didn't want to talk to me about this. It was instant he felt anger and I could feel is seething all the way from across the globe. But he also wanted to shut the conversation down instead he expressed his anger vocally. That he was fighting a battle in his head of even coming home, that he was struggling with just serving me papers and being done with it all. Hearing those words were the most painful and gut wrenching feelings, I felt paralyzed in my seat, in my mind. I physically could not speak. It was a strange sensation. I don't know what it was or why it happened but I was silent and he rattled on more.

He expressed "I don't know why you went digging for that information when I confessed". I still said nothing and let him speak some more. But that was the problem. I didn't feel he confessed and what a word to use. Confession in my mind means confessing your sins with truth, with remorse and the effort to want to change or make up for those sins. To confess by definition means to acknowledge one's sins in order to obtain absolution. One of the many meanings of term but how I see it. If he really had confessed why didn't he tell me the whole truth? Why did he make up so many half truths? And why did he keeps the apps on his phone and continue to talk to women even after telling me of his own volition that he had deleted everything? I did not agree with this but following my love dare, I chose to say nothing and let him continue to be angry and get things off his chest.

I know a lot of it was anger flowing through him, I know that I was being tested to see if I would stick it out or give up and fan the flames to his anger. The next thing he said was "I wish you would flip out get angry and just leave". I knew at that moment, I wasn't going anywhere. I wasn't giving up or giving into the insecurities or fear. I thought to myself "Please God, help me ". It was quick, short and right back into the conversation and I expressed that I know he is human and he's going to make mistakes along the way. That whether I agreed with what he was doing or not I was going to love him. That whether he did what I wanted or not I was going to unconditionally love him. Regardless of how he treated me, regardless of whether I felt he deserved it or not. 

I began to explain to him what unconditional love meant to me. He tried to explain his lies away and they fell on deaf ears. I heard the words coming out of his mouth but I just didn't have it in me to believe or trust what he was saying was true. I knew that some of was truth and some of it was still lies. Even after being confronted with the truth that I knew everything, I don't quite understand the need he has to continue to lie and why it is so difficult for him to be open, vulnerable and honest with me. I have been trying to foster an environment where he can tell me the most difficult things and I would not be angry or make him feel worse. I don't understand why it is so scary to be open with me? Why does he feel conversation is strained? Why does he find it so easy to talk to these women about life and everything in between and not me? All these questions will go unanswered until we find the root of the problem or he chooses to talk about it. 

He then began to express that if he felt he could talk to me we wouldn't be having these problems. I understand that it takes two for a marriage to break. But in my heart of hearts I feel that is an issue he needs to work on and contend with. I am working on a lot of my own hang ups and making myself better. Why can't he? It is clear he has been harboring this for a very long time and chose to internally let it build inside of him until the point of no return. I am not a mind reader, I didn't know what signs to look for and I didn't know that he really needed to talk. I know that part of that is not having more conversation with him, I know that I am part to blame in a way but I also wish he would have just expressed it. Not when it's far beyond the extreme and you have to use other women to fill the voids in your marriage because your needs are not being met. 

And yet still through all of this, bringing the lies into the light there was still no remorse. If he truly wanted to confess why was there no remorse? Why would you keep doing the things you are confessing to? I may not express it outwardly to him or anyone I know but it hurts. This whole ordeal is difficult for me. It takes every bit of determination I have not to fall into a depression, to get up, keep moving forward, keep pushing, keep praying and not to lose hope. It is clear he does not yet feel remorse for hurting me at all. In fact, I am not yet a factor in his mind to be worried about. Which is a tough pill for me to swallow right now. Showing him unconditional love in this situation was horrendous. I felt sick on the inside speaking with him. I wanted to hang up, I wanted to scream, I wanted to break down and just give up. I wanted to tell him how hurt I was, how what he was doing was literally shredding me to pieces. But what good was that going to do? 

If someone does not feel remorse and is still battling negative emotions in their head, how can they clearly hear or even care if their actions are hurting someone? It is clear he is in a negative tailspin and is very selfish right now. And I can not feed into that with my own selfishness as well. So we ended the conversation as good as it could have been considering. At least there were I love you's exchanged. Even if it was routine, it was something. It was hope, even a very small bit of hope. I got off the phone and while I expected to cry I didn't. I closed my eyes and I prayed to God. I thanked him for getting me through that conversation, for helping me to fight the urge of negativity and to yell or hurt him. I also asked him to soften my husband's heart and to help him with this fight because it's not one that I can battle alone. 

Day Two was completed and it was even tougher then Day One. Just when I thought I had it in the bag, my strength and faith were tested. While I may not have handled the situation perfectly, I bounced back and did the best that I could. I can only thank God today for helping me through another yet difficult day. So Day Two down and here's to another day of Fireproofing my marriage! 









Day One

Day One Introduction:

Receive this as a warning. This forty day journey can not be taken lightly. It is a challenging and often difficult process, but an incredibly fulfilling one. To take this dare requires a resolute mind and a steadfast determination. It is not meant to be sampled or briefly tested, and those who quit early will forfeit the greatest benefits. If you will commit to a day at a time for forty days, the results could change your life and marriage. Consider it a dare from others who have done it before you.


I knew that starting this journey would be a difficult one and one that would test me in every way imaginable, but until I was in the face of day one, I really had no idea.

Day One's Dare:

The first part of this dare is fairly simple. Although love is communicated in a number of ways, our words often reflect the condition of our hearts. For the next day, resolve to demonstrate patience and to say nothing negative to your spouse at all. If the temptation arises, choose to not say anything. It's better to hold your tongue than to say something you'll regret.

I completed Day One and to say it was difficult was an understatement. Between phone calls and texts with my husband while he was in for a short time that day was beyond exhausting. I could feel the anger inside of me. I could feel the bitterness. I could feel this swirl of negative emotions in my body. I so desperately wanted to express these feelings. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to make him feel the hurt and pain I was feeling from his online affair(s). As we spoke on the phone, I could hear him typing in the background. I knew he was talking to a woman. I could feel the anger inside of me brewing wanting to explode. He then abruptly had to end the phone call with an excuse that he needed to go back to the boat.

I knew that this was a lie. I could feel my anger turning to rage and spilling over. Thank goodness, we were not on the phone. I was glad I had some time to myself. I closed my eyes and I prayed. I prayed for the Lord to help me fulfill this challenge, to soften my heart, to give me clarity and to help me because I was struggling. I questioned myself for a bit, whether I would be able to get through the day and not completely come unhinged the next time we spoke. I continued to pray, I cried and I broke down. How was I supposed to do this? How was I ever going to get through the next 40 days? I asked for strength, wisdom and Grace. Because I sure needed it then more than ever.

I concluded my prayers and felt a little better. My anger was lessening and I was a bit calmer. I could do this, but boy was it a test of  my strength. He did not call me back but began to text me 20 minutes later. I was glad I had that 20 minutes to myself to gather myself with God. He began to spew lies and I felt the anger a little but it was at bay for the time being. We began to text about workout routines, his health, and then I began to ask him about more in depth questioning. I asked him what made him feel loved, remembering that video, in which each individual perceives and expresses love differently. And he was very short with me and wanted to end the conversation again. With another excuse of needing to shower. But then 5 minutes later responding with, "I'm not sure, time and attention and goal alignment."

I saw a small glimmer of hope. The question made him uncomfortable, it made him squirm but something pushed him to come back and respond to me. I can only think that God stirred something inside of him and nudged him just a bit to take the time to respond, even if it was still a very short response. I then expressed to him that I too, felt love from those as well as putting in the required time in our marriage and not into other people. I wasn't negative but I do see that I could have worded it differently. I expressed to him further that I was working on myself and that I didn't want to change him or control him but that I wanted him to be comfortable opening up to me and that I hoped by leading by example it would make him more comfortable. To which he responded "Yes we will see, do what we can, I need to shower then sleep."

At that point I wasn't sure whether it was the truth or a lie. But something came over me and I began to respond one last time. Expressing that I know we are both human and will make mistakes along the way, but I promised to be a better wife. A wife that a husband deserves. And that I wanted him to be ok with telling me the difficult and hard things. That he wouldn't be met with contempt or anger. I really just wanted him to be honest with me. And then I expressed that I would be putting my all into this. And left him with this quote: "The grass isn't greener on the other side, it is greener where you water it". And that I would be watering our marriage, that I was here if he needed anything, and that I loved him, I wasn't expecting a response.

However, twenty minutes later he responded with "I love you too, Hopefully I will talk to you tomorrow for a bit and I will consider how I spend my water the best way I can." It was instant, I felt rage, my body started to shake and I fought with every fiber in my being not to go off on him. I was being kind, I was being patient, I wasn't being negative, I was expressing love, that I was putting what I have and then some into our marriage. And I was met with, him considering putting into our marriage. I was beyond angry, I wanted to jump through the phone and shake him. It felt like he was telling me I was an option and he would consider putting the required time and effort into us if he so chose to see fit. My anger was in full force. It was not easy but I chose to respond with nothing. If I responded it would have been all over.

I was not going to fail the first day of this challenging process. I was not a quitter, I was not going to give in. So I held my tongue. And we didn't speak again after that and as the lifestyle of submariners goes he went back out to sea again. I completed Day One. It was a battle from start to finish. I said nothing negative, I did not act out my anger towards him, I did not let my emotions get the better of me. They sure wanted to come out full force and control me but I somehow managed to keep them reigned in. I realized that day I had more strength then I thought. Only by the Grace of God was I able to get through that day.

I can say by far it was one the most challenging things I have had to do in my life. To fight every urge and natural reaction is not something I am accustomed to. I feel accomplished, I feel proud, I feel closer to my faith, because with out it. I am not sure I would have been able to get through it. I spent some time speaking to a few close friends, my mama and therapist about my change in behavior and what I was doing and why. Everyone seemed to have the same general consensus. That I handled it well, that I had strength most people don't, that I handled myself with Grace and that they were sure they wouldn't have been able to do it. It has made me see that I do have some strengths. Willpower, Grace, determination and the desire to better my life. All of which I can thank the Big Guy upstairs for helping me to see this. Here's to Day One down and Fireproofing My Marriage.

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Where it all began

This year my world was turned upside down. My husband of many years whom happens to be serving in the military, gave me some startling news. Little did I know how my life was about to dramatically change. I still remember the words clear as day "I have been having an online affair with a woman". My heart sank, my body began to shake and feeling of instant nausea hit me. I was shocked, never, did I imagine that this man would step outside of our marriage. I swallowed and my mind began to race, with questions at the speed of light rifling through my brain. I don't remember every question I asked but I do remember reminding myself to be calm. That I needed to keep my wits about me and not to scream, cry or give him any sort of reaction. I think the first words out of my mouth were "Ok".

I began to sputter off questions as if I was an interrogator and he were my suspect. I wish now that I hadn't asked the questions that I did. However, that ship has sailed. I remember the answers to his questions as they were seared into my brain. Once that phone call was over, I ran to the bathroom and hurled. My body began to shake and my mind just kept running. What was I going to do? Who would I tell, would I tell anyone? What was going to happen to my life? Divorce seemed impending right around the corner. Everything I had built with this man for years. It was like I was a spectator watching from above as my marriage was imploding.

I picked up the phone and called a friend that I worked with and then called my therapist to get an appointment as soon as I could. I didn't get any sleep and landed an appointment at 10am. My friend so kindly picked me up and drove me to my appointment shaking, dry heaving, emotional and all. My therapist saw me and I don't remember the session one bit. I don't even recall feeling better after but what did happen was I found out this co worker would be my support, one of my closest friends and the woman I could share my deepest darkest secrets with and not judge me. That week seemed to crawl by. I remember texting my husband insanely, calling like an emotional wreck. I was trying to understand.

I was trying to hang on to my marriage. In doing this it only pushed him farther away. I drove myself insane with snooping through his e-mails, Facebook, Skype, Instagram and downloading these applications he said he used to talk with this woman. I was having a nervous breakdown and little by little losing the bit of sanity I had left. I remember seeing a searched name in his recent searches on Facebook and asking him if that was her name. To which he replied "yes". That was it, this woman became real. I started to paint this picture in my head of this woman. She must know he's married, she must be a home wrecker. To my surprise he informed me she did not know of his marital status.

Every time that he called, I could hear him texting, the lies poured out of his mouth so easily. He was talking to her and I knew it. But he would have some excuse. He became more distant, more disrespectful and over the next few days began to yell at me. He began to blame me for his actions, and bring up my past mistakes in our marriage. Which I understand have played a role, but it felt like he was being this way to justify his actions and wrong doings. It was like the man I had known who was full of integrity, whose words meant something, whom if he said he was going to do something and set his mind to it he did it, was gone.

I did not recognize this man. I know we have had our fair share of problems along the way but I never thought that my husband would do this. So when he left to go out to sea. I hit that point. I would find this woman and I would confront her. I would find out what was true and what was a lie. I would gain the knowledge I thought I needed at the time. And I did find out the half truths, I found out about their relationship and to the extent. I thought it would make me feel better in some way. I thought if I had the answers, if I could get this woman to back off that I could save my marriage. That I had a fighting chance with her out of the picture. But the truth is hearing all the details, seeing them for myself did nothing for me but drive me farther into my anxiety. Farther into a depression and farther to bitterness, resentment and anger.

The only thing that came from confronting this woman was realizing that she was just like me with some different physical features. Her hearts was just as loving and giving as mine, she cared that I was hurting as I cared that he hurt her. We had so many core values the same, had been in similar past relationships and had similar medical issues. We had many of the same tastes, likes and dislikes and the list goes on. I found it strange that my husband ended up being attracted to a woman whose physical features were different from mine but that she was the spitting image of myself in almost every other area. How did he not see this? If he was trying to get away from me why would you end up in a situation with a woman who in every other way resembles your wife?

I began to question everything, including myself. Why did he do this? Why did he only give me half of the truth? Why did he continue to reach out to her after saying he would delete all of these apps? Why could he not see his actions were deeply hurting me? Why could he not see that he was destroying the life we were building together? I then began to question myself. Was I not a good enough wife? Was I not deserving of love? Was I not attractive enough? Was it all my fault? I became more bitter, more angry. And I sat in this anger and bitterness for a couple of weeks. I used that Anger and started going to the gym. I had no other way of turning my brain off. But physical exhaustion had to do the trick and boy was I right. I then started to focus more on myself and less on him. After all, he was under the water and couldn't contact her so for that time he was out of sight and out of mind. I didn't have to deal with the worry and stress from the situation because it wasn't relevant anymore.

I started to read online about how to save my marriage, self help books on getting your ex back. All of the advice seemed logical but that's how you feel when desperation is your only option. And then something scrolled across my newsfeed on Social Media one night. A small video of how to love your spouse. It was based off the book "The 5 love languages". Which I had read in the past. But could vaguely remember it. This video reminded me that showing love and receiving love are different for many people and that what I perceive as love may not be what my husband perceives as love. So I downloaded the book again on the Kindle and I began to read it. I was reminded why nothing stuck fully. It was a Christian based book and at that point in my life I didn't really know where I stood with my faith.

It was then recommended that I watch the movie "Fireproof" and boy did that change my life and I purchased the book "The Love Dare". It was the turning point for myself, I then watched "War Room". The same makers and both faith based movies. Both hit too close to home. It was like watching my marriage on the big screen unfold in front of my eyes. They both changed my perception of my life, my marriage, how I was living it, how I had no idea what true unconditional love was. And that I couldn't love my husband, expect him to love me if I didn't have unconditional love to give. My love has for a better part of our marriage been based on conditions. How he made me feel, how I needed him to make me feel, how he treated me. If he couldn't do this for me, then I didn't need to do anything for him. It was an immaturity that he and I both shared. I didn't realize it until these movies opened my eyes.

As I was trying to change myself, I wasn't focusing on the right parts. I was just trying to change my physical appearance and not my insides. Not what mattered. My love and my faith. I am proud to say that going through this I have found my faith. I know with each day it will grow stronger. I am focusing on my downfalls in our marriage, I have moved away from focusing on what he is doing. Whether he is choosing to continue his affair(s), whether he loves me the way I want, whether he apologizes or not. I can not control it. I can not focus on what I can not control. I am focusing on showing and giving him unconditional love and patience. Whether I feel he deserves it or not. If I feel empty in certain areas, I am fulfilling them myself and fulfilling them with God and my faith.

It is a daily struggle and battle with myself to practice this but I have a lot of help from Prayer and my daily "Love Dares" to remind me to keep pushing forward. To give my husband Grace even if he doesn't deserve it. As God has given me unconditional love and Grace and I don't deserve it. I am learning that if I want my husband to unconditionally love me than I need to practice this love and model my behavior after Christ. I have to lead by example, so that my husband will follow. I also know that I can't fight this battle alone. I need God because only he can help my husband. Only he can help me. Only he can provide the answers and the way. I am practicing in what the Bible says: "Everyone must be quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to anger." (James 1:19)

Remembering each day that passes that I become stronger in my resolve, my faith in God, my faith in myself, acknowledging my failures and mistakes and making them right and leading my heart. So here's to the next 40 days and Fireproofing my Marriage.



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