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Scrybe:
I had a wife that backslid tremendously.  After she left I suddenly noticed that I hungered for the things of God, but that her attitude had suffocated that hunger.  Had I stopped worrying about Her soul, and instead put my eyes on Jesus I would have been much happier. 

danagonzalez:
Hey, isn't it great how much it bothers us when someone has a different opinion than we do?  We start really searching for answers to back up what we believe ( or some of you old folks just dust the answers off up in the" old attic") ;D And sometimes while we're searching for those answers God takes that perfect opportunity to give another revelation....I find it to be exciting!! It's so great to have fellowship with others who read BT's and not feel so alone...You people are becoming like a family.  LOVE DANA

jenny06:
Did I fail to mention that he was raised Catholic. My family was Catholic also, though I was the last of seven and I was left unbaptized unlike the rest. I got on board with going to a Catholic church, going to catechism, and the whole nine yards. My husband is the type to suddenly sound very Southern if someone he is talking to breaths with a Southern drawl. LOL  He does not hear himself, but the kids and I do.   ::) He has grown leaps and bounds.  Sometimes he amazes me that he knows scripture.  I cannot even keep paragraph and verse down pat.  I struggle with my memory. Mostly I paraphrase or can reiterate the jist of it. But sometimes his talk does not match his walk.  I am sure that I am the same in that I don't always look like the picture of love and sweetness all the time. The kids and discipline is a real struggle for us because we have been raised so differently. My father virtually never lay a hand on me. Though I have no memory of my mother hitting me, one of my sisters said she had. I was still in the crib or so she said. His parents were awful, even down to forcing him to eat beets.  :P His mother was the type to apologize right away, all huggy and stuff. My parents were distant and I was a wall flower that blended with my scenery. I am the opposite with my kids in that I hug and get mushy with them. Early on, huggy would not describe me with my husband. I was not raised in a house with raised voices, so I did the only thing I knew to do...withdraw. Becoming one flesh is not as easy as it seems. Does anyone else think that the most extreme personality ends up marrying the most extreme opposite.  It is as if God is balancing us out by pairing us with our extreme opposite.  Now I have myself wondering that if I were not sooooo extreme, that my husband would have been not soooo extreme the other way. God definitely does put the oddest pairs together, does He not?  ;D 

jennie:
Hey Jennnie06!!! What a great name! I am the other  Jennie the old one that makes biscuits!!! I was reading this line of posts and had to write you. My husband has changed so much since we married. he wanted nothing to do with the church which really was he wanted nothing to do with God. He was brought up in a difficult, legalistic, religious atmosphere and that is what he associated with God. Through a lot of prayers, soft answers and much love he is a different man today. He has a very close relationship with God and sees people that cross our paths as the people God has given us to help. I am not saying all this very well but just know that there are so many of us who have been or are in your shoes. I will be lifting you up in prayer.

jenny06:
Hi Jennie. You make biscuits? Thank you for the prayers.  ;D jenny

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