Anyone that has gone through the same thing I am sure would agree with me. I never believed that divorce was ok and I knew that God would never approve, no matter what the reasons were for getting one.
Well, I did not file for one, but the other party did and I just did not contest it. A cowardly way of getting out of it and being able to say "well I did not file for a divorce". I had not been happily married for a very long time and neither had he. There were other parties involved on his side and I just did not know how to deal with it.
I was ready to be set free but did not know how to get free.Then when he did file, I was hurt. Dont really know why, because I wanted the divorce also, just too chicken to do it myself. I think I felt like such a failure. I was afraid I had disappointed my children and had set a very bad example for marriage. But actually my children were ok with it. They saw me become a new person. There were no more arguements, large or small.
I am not going to get into any of the details because there reallyarent important now. He went his way, left me absolutely nothing, promised me nothing. I felt sure he would come around and offer to help me financially but that day never came. I never asked for any help and never got any from him.
I was very bitter and angry for a long time because he did not offerto help me out financially. At some point I heard one of those tv preachers talking about forgiveness. I knew I was hurting myself more than anyone by hanging onto the hurt and anger.
This preacher said.......you have got to forgive before Jesus can forgive you. I knew that.......but I couldnt do it. I would try but the next day I would be furious again. He suggested that I just start speaking the words....."I forgive him".......for everything.
I am sure I had been a part of this marriage not working, so I actually had to admit that and then forgive myself.
I started speaking those words...."I forgive him" "I forgive him". Over and over not feeling anything. But eventually I realized that I was truly feeling the forgiveness in my heart. I could go a whole day not thinking about it and feeling sorry for myself. Then I woke up at some point and knew I had truly forgiven him. Wished him no harm at all. True forgiveness had come and I had been set free finally. I could not move on until I had truly forgiven him.