This is my Marriage; I'm Not Ashamed

It can be the purple elephant in the room at times. As awkward as it is for others, it's not for me. It can be a subject never wanting to be talked about, but it should given the right time and opportunity. It can be stressful, embarrassing, and painful but it's not the way God intended it to be. My marriage is a beautiful relationship and I'm not ashamed of it or defined by the roads Tim and I have traveled over the past 11 years. 
This morning our pastor said something that struck me well...
"We are not responsible for the results; we are responsible for the story." 

It struck me for a few reasons. 
One: My story is mine alone to tell and it's up to me to share it when God prompts me to or when He gives opportunity to share. I can't change it no matter how much I may want to. God has no "cut and paste" when it comes to interweaving His hand in my life. Two: I can't make people listen or be influenced one way or the other by the events in my story. I have been commanded to share the good news and to not be ashamed by my faith and hope in Christ. Three: It's not about seeing the end result but rather how my story is a possible seed to someone else's story. I will never be able to change anyone alone but through the power of prayer and obedience one can change themselves. 
I love knowing that the burden of changing people is not on me but in the hands of the One who can change lives, bring people to repentance, and be the very reason to share a story. 
We are called to worship and to bring praise to God. My marriage has given me reason to dance, to sing, and to praise God for the miracle He did in my life through forgiveness and Tim's life through obedience and repentance.

A good friend on pastoral staff at church had said to me years ago that she saw Tim and I speaking at marriage conferences someday and changing marriages for the greater good. I laughed then but can now see how her prophecy over our lives has begun to unfold. I don't see myself as a counselor or marriage specialist. I see myself as a broken, sinful, and ugly person without Jesus but who desperately needs Jesus and the gift of salvation through the cross. It is by grace alone God's beauty, forgiveness, and mercy has shown itself in abundance in my life. I am just as sinful as the man next to me. After Catherine had shared with me her vision on our lives and the initial laugh of "yeah right???!!!!" it was then I shared with her the dream I had just encountered days earlier. You see, it was her prophecy that was given vision to me through a dream. A young couple desperate for insight and restoration had come to a marriage conference seeking common ground but with divorce papers signed and sealed ready for the post office if that goal was not found. It was after Tim and I had gotten done sharing our story that this young couple handed us their divorce packet asking for us to tear it up and throw it away as their marriage had found hope through our story. Shortly after these visions, Tim was prompted by the Holy Spirit to share his testimony at our church which was TERRIFYING, threatening, humiliating, and embarrassing as just our parents, siblings, and two close friends had known about the issues at hand. Not having the guts to sit and watch we opted for a family fun day up north as we weren't sure how to respond or more or less were to ashamed to sit with all eyes on us. Weeks after, the church had asked if I shared my side of the story through a short video testimony as well. The feeling again of thinking everyone was staring at you was upon me like the first few Sundays after Tim confessed to me. My flight risk that day was pretty darn high.

Our marriage went through an autopsy at church in front of many who very much like us, had extremely painful issues at hand. And just like us, the emotion of shame, humility, and rejection was very close at hand. It wasn't soon after that CBN had called the church to ask if they could video us and share our story with a broader audience. We reluctantly said yes with nerves, fears, and concerns for our little family as we simply wanted to protect ourselves but also be obedient to God's higher purpose. I had asked a neighbor friend to watch our little 2 month old and had the bigger kids over at friends for the entire day as the film crew said speak so that's what we did. The emotions were at our fingertips again as we had to trudge through the details of our past. You see, in our story we have many chapters and some began even before we said "I do." For Tim, his addiction was grandfathered into our "us" and was the very thing that caused our old marriage to die. It wasn't until the "seven year itch" that God finally won the battle over Tim's life and forever changed the course of our marriage. It wasn't just the "us" that was broken either....the crock pot died, the toaster broke, and the coffee pot had it's last brew as well. It was not a pleasant time. 

"We are not responsible for the results; we are responsible for the story."

My hearts passion today is to share hope with marriages that seem dark, worthless, filled with deceit and lies, that seem hopeless, and those that are lacking what God intended. It is my purpose to encourage wives to love their husbands even when loving them is the furthest thing on their agenda. Through my story I want to bring awareness to the raw issues at hand that 1 in every 2 couples struggle with in their relationships. I want women to WAKE UP and realize the temptation men face and how we can bring caution to them by the way we live our lives. I want to teach my kids self respect and bring light to the slimy ways of the devil as they grow, mature, and become adults. I want them to see themselves as temples of the Holy Spirit and how their bodies can bring glory to God through their words and actions. I wish for every marriage to have healthy communication, intense love and passion for one another, forgiveness for the big and small, and above all individual love for Christ as together they can be an unstoppable force for Christ. I pray for no woman to endure the sleepless nights and bone shattering pain I experienced. I wish for no woman to have to suffer the mental anguish and the lies the devil weaves into their thoughts. Thoughts of worthlessness, self doubt, shame, and rejection. I wish for no couple to be ashamed or to be defined by things of the past. I pray for hope for lost couples. I pray for restoration between husbands and wives. I pray for a new found love to blossom and become a tower of hope for other people around them including children who deserve to see marriage withstand a test and triumph by His grace. I pray that our story can be the thin thread of hope someone is looking for to give one more reason to keep loving, praying, and offering forgiveness to their spouse.
I praise God for the work He has done in my marriage. Just as a student endures years of education for a framed plaque on the wall, I pray that I too can continue my education of learning, growing, playing, and praying for my marriage. May we never again forget to give reason to love, learn and to work at making our marriage that best that it can be. The marriage that God intended it to be and the relationship we are blessed to share with each other. As it was sung at our wedding, "Grow old along with me. The best is yet to be." I am excited to see what the best will be and I pray with help from God, we would never be ashamed to tell others how good God has been to us.

So we continue to learn more about our marriage as we seek to find new ways to express our love to each other through our love languages and in our daily schedules. We give thanks as we continue to build up our marriage by learning more about God's purpose for marriage through scripture and the gifts God grants to those in marriage. We forgive. We love. We heal and we live without shame of how we became the "us" now. And maybe by just being "us" we can give hope to someone else's results and give glory to God for being the perfect author giving us the perfect story to tell. 

All about Dad's

Today we celebrate Father's Day and I can't help but stop and thank the men in my life (Dad and My Honey) for stepping up and being the examples that our children deserve in their lives. 



Thank you Dad for the 32 years of soft, tender, hard-working, fun-loving, risk-taking, full of life parenting you have shown me. Thank you for being you in ALL that you do! Thank you for your service to others and the example that has proven helpful in my life. Most recent, thank you for being the sturdy tree to lean on when Myriam did her monkey business falling and having her cross-our-fingers first and last seizure. Thank you for taking control of the situation when she turned blue and without saying to stay calm, you just managed by your presence alone to keep me calm for my daughters. Thank you for staying in the ER all 3 hours as we waited for the "never seen before" QUIET Myriam to quickly resolve and become herself after meds and 3 popsicles lowered her fever. Thank you for loving me when it may have been hard to love or as I have problems now keeping a straight face in the middle of saying "NO NO!" With all that I am, I praise God for giving me YOU! I thank God for keeping you healthy over the past few years and for giving you a fighting spirit for your own health and those around us. 

{Papa and Myriam waiting for a room in the ER just 2 hours after the scare}

{Popsicle #2 with Addison so patient and concerned for her little sister}

Thank you My Love for being the man that God has dreamed you to be, is molding you to become, and has given you the ability to have fun with the little ones you provide daily as you show them examples of hard work, dedication, and devotion to the Father Himself up above. Thank you for the many memories you have given the kids from the trips to the "little things" you do for them daily. 

{Flying kites to washing and blowing drying Addison's hair}

It has been an absolute honor to be blessed with the opportunity to be your wife and to share the responsibility of parenting our GORGEOUS children. From Mini Me Charlie to our spunky Baby to our Sweetie Pie Addi...you have given me the best gift ever: Blessings, joy, and contentment. I have so enjoyed ALL the ups and downs together and know that God has us tightly bound in bubble wrap as He protects us through the exciting younger years of parenting with our three little blessings. 


You ARE the warm and supportive father to our kids and the extremely HANDSOME man in my life. Thank you for giving our kids the "sturdy tree" like my dad has been for me, in their short lives and I know will be there to lean on in the years to come. Thank you for listening to God's voice and for obeying what He tells you to do in your life which sets the standard for our children. Thank you for encouraging me as a mom, wife, and friend to those around me. Thank you for working SOOOOOOO hard to give your family a secure place to live, yummy food on the table, and the fun moments in between. 

{Happy Daddy's Day 2013}

I praise God for the gifts he gave me when he made my Dad a father and gave My Honey the opportunity to be the Dad he is today. But even more then my earthly father, I am eternally grateful for my Heavenly Father that loves me even on my worst days. 

Happy Father's Day to Dad, My Love, Doug, and John.


52 Reasons...

It was another normal week for most...
It was an un-nerving week for me.
My Hero had another of those Sit-On-Pins-And-Needles tests as her cancer counts went up yet again resulting in a PET scan and the anxiety filled 24 hours before the doctor reveals the good or the bad. I found myself needing to do something besides become emotional or eat whatever I could that was in the house (some of which I did). So I went into action and did what God has gifted me to do: I went into cheerleader mode and got the ENTIRE family involved!!! 
I find that there are moments in my life where it's too late to say I'm praying for you or to give reason to why I love someone. This past week was one moment that was too BIG to let pass by. 
I may not have facebook but I do have my guilty pleasure of Pinterest. And so the ideas fly, the lists run long, the recipes are tried, and the trends are pinned. 52 Reasons was the perfect way to tell My Hero how much she was loved. 


Now with a family as large as mine, the coordination of getting a note from EVERY family member was a huge task to handle in a weekend BUT... we managed all but one Uncle. The amount of love written on every card was not only encouraging but a reminder of why I hold family so close and dear to me. We may not always see each other weekly or for that matter every year but we share the same passion of loving one another no matter what the last name, wallet, or house size may be. Yes, we have problems. Yes, we have crazy stories of get-togethers. Yes, we all have different lifestyles, jobs, motives, and conservative standards. But we are family. Nothing will ever stop us from calling each other Aunt, Uncle, Cousin, Brother, Sister, or Grandma. God has us connected and bound together to do this one purpose which ALL of you did so PERFECTLY this past week. 



From the youngest to the oldest, we stand behind Our Hero. We stand with her during the most painful and joyful times of this agonizing fight in her life. We stand when she can't. We fight when exhaustion has taken it's worst out of her. We pray when there's nothing else we can do. We rejoice because there is no new cancer!!! (Insert happy tears and happy dances) We cry because the emotions have overcome us. We play because we can. (Lake Chelan) From the sweet pickles and chips and dip on Grandma Haak's table to the Sunday cookies that GiGi always apologizes for to the years of Christmas get-togethers and gift wrap in the big boxes and awkward "I haven't seen you in a year, How Are You?" conversations. 

We. Are. Family. 



There should be no excuse to wait to share a note, word, or hug when it involves family. I am SOOOOO proud to call each and every family member, FAMILY! Thank you for putting a HUGE smile on Our Hero's face and giving her one BIG reason to keep fighting. 



Now to those who don't see your note pictured...let's stay calm and not fight over this. No favoritisms were involved. It's just the first picture in the file.