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Happy Ever After!!!

As a little girl I had the most vivid imagination
I imagined what it would feel like to be swept away by a knight in shining armour.
He was going to be handsome and very very tall.πŸ˜†πŸ˜†
I loved fairy tales..I just had to fall in love with my prince charming and everything would fall in line.
Well,growing up I kind of knew that fairy tales didn't exist but hey....Some dreams do come true.

Yes dreams do come true..I married my best friend and he was indeed tall dark and show stopping handsomeπŸ˜™πŸ˜πŸ˜
I remember our wedding day, it was a beautiful ceremony and I did look like a princess.It was everything I dreamt of and more.
A week after we were on a plane to start our life together in the Uk.
How exciting!!!!

No pre-marital counselling or seminar/course ever prepares you enough for this journey of marriage.
Never in my wildest dreams did i imagine that our love for each other would be tested the way it has been in the 9years we have been married.
Nothing prepared us for a child with an incurable disease,nothing equipped us for the aftermath of her death and we reached a near break point.
This wasn't the happy ever after i envisaged.
I knew some form of challenge was probable but Loosing a child,nah.
After all we were born again,spirit filled and we served God in our youth.
Surely we were entitled to a happy ever after.
But no,here we were at year 4 dealing with a trial so great.
Loosing a child almost broke us,it shook the very core of our marriage,it stretched us and left us on our knees.
It took God's divine help,healing and restoration coupled with us being intentional to get to the place we are at now.

We have learnt and we are still learning that we can have a happy ever after regardless of how great the storms and challenges are,
but this depends on us; what we do and don't do.
Life's events have a way of making one bitter,
angry and frustrated at each other..
Eventualities would definately occur unfortunately they cannot be avoided.
A delay in childbirth,prolonged financial hardship,A disabled child,A chronic illness
you name it.

What do we do when the picture of our happy Ever after is not quite what we experience few months or years into the marriage.
Do we fight together or at each other
Do we drift apart or draw closer.
Do we throw in the towel? become bitter?
or fall on our knees;depend on God's strength,grace and peace and refuse to be bitter but joyful.

Someone recently commented that my husband and I looked and acted like newly weds.We looked at ourselves and smiled knowingly.But for God,We would have continued to fight each other and not together.
Trials have matured us beyond our years in the past 9 years,Our love is thriving by his grace..and every day we are conscious of the work that is required to have a happy ever after.

Are you going through a make or break point in your marriage?
Stay strong and stay encouraged.
Do not allow what ever the situation is make you bitter.
Rely on God,Seek godly counsel and do whatever it takes to not break.eg investing in each other.

My sincere prayer today is that God would keep our homes regardless of the pressure we encounter.
That God's grace would keep us from breaking as we rely on him for daily help and wisdom
That we would learn to be intentional about growing in loving and imbibe daily practices that honour each other.
May our vision of a happy ever after be redefined through God's eyes.
Through it all may our love stand the test of time in Jesus name.Amen

God bless you.

John 16:33 – Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.

James 1:2-4 – Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

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