I felt like my life was out of my control, and I had no idea how to get control or slow things down. I felt once again at the mercy of someone else’s bad decisions and life choices… The pace of our lives was exhausting, and there were no brakes anywhere in sight.
Finally, we did crash. I said, “NO MORE.” I had had enough of single parenting and giving up so much of myself for the sake of the ministry. I left our church. I told my husband I wanted a marriage, a father for our children, and a church that brought me life, not death.
If you’ve wondered were I’ve been, or why I’ll have spurts of blog articles, and then none, it’s only because I don’t want to end up with this life. I don’t want these words to be the words I see my wife writing in an article one day. I want to make sure that I keep these commitments. I want to be more than man who say he committed to being a follower, a husband and a father before a pastor…
I want to live it
What’s the life you don’t want to live? Or maybe I should ask, what’s the life you want to live – the life you know you should be living?
Cool blog!
Cool blog!