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Take Your Pickmake Himself real to Sid. I was certain if he understood God was real he would naturally fall in love with Him, too. We were married 12 years when Sid went to the altar and began the happiest period of my life. In the 16th year of our marriage he walked away from any pretense of serving our Lord and Savior. I had found my spirit crying out to God, "I'd rather live in a cave than be married to a hypocrite. By Your grace I can carry on in a godly manor and hope he will fall in love with You as I am." In the 23rd year of our marriage Sid came to me in the laundry room as I folded towels and said, "You have a choice to make, your God or your marriage. You cannot have both, so take your pick right now." I was taken off guard and simply spoke my heart, "My heart was fixed on God when we met and has not changed; Giving me this choice is like no choice at all." He said "I thought so." and walked out the door. God knew the soil condition of Sid's heart. He covered me with His banner and protected me from schemes made for my harm, even turning some around and working them for my good then and there. Yet I felt like a piece of rubbish on the trash-heap of life. I went into robot mode with everything except the children. Choosing to never speak ill of their father to protect their self-esteem, knowing they are holy before God. Today there is a scar on my soul where God has healed my broken heart. Though my soul was blemished it is made clean for I am washed in the Blood of the Lamb. Leola Boyd ©2 December 2011  
Picture and Graphics Leola Boyd
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