Every time I tell someone the story about our remarriage after seven years of divorce, the response is always the same, “You should write a book!” The enthusiasm of those making this suggestion always makes me laugh. But the day God told me to write a book of our story, I wasn’t laughing. I hit my knees and reminded Him there was a reason I was a math teacher for 14 years!
Months and many prayers later, I have completed the book proposal for A Second Chance: Allowing God to Heal and Restore Broken Lives and Marriages. The following post is a small portion from Chapter 9: A Rattling Noise. My hope is for our story to encourage anyone who is in need of a life-changing second chance from God.
Skin Covered Them
“… and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.” Ezekiel 37: 8b
We were getting married!
We set the date, found the ring, and decided how and when we would share the news with Sadie that, at last, she would have the family she longed for and deserved.
God was busy reassembling the pieces of our family.
I shared our plans with my parents. I knew they were concerned. They had every right to be. Surprisingly, they did not try to change my mind. I think they, too, realized that God had His hand all over the restoration that was taking place.
Chad shared our plans with his parents, and they were ecstatic.
Then the day came for us to tell Sadie. We both wondered what her reaction would be.
It was Good Friday, and we were all three going to the lake together for the weekend. As we sat at a red light, Chad announced to Sadie we had something to share with her. She eagerly begged to know the surprise. “Your mom and I are getting married.”
Her reply was unexpected, yet priceless. “So I don’t have to go with you on the weekends anymore?”
Out of the mouths of babes!
We explained that once we were married, we would all three live in one house together and no, she would not have to stay with her dad on the weekends anymore. She would be able to see both of us every single day.
For the remainder of the drive, she was starry eyed, but didn’t say much. You never knew what was going on in that soon-to-turn seven mind of hers.
When we arrived at the camp, Sadie asked me to join her in the restroom. She sat on the potty, looked me square in the eyes and asked, “So when did you and my dad decide to get married again?” I explained that for the last three months, her dad and I had been going on dates and we agreed that our divorce had been a mistake. We wanted the three of us to be a family.
What she said next still blows my mind. “Well, I think you and my dad made the right decision. When will you have a new baby?”
For three years, Sadie had asked for a baby brother. And for three years, I explained to her I had to remarry before I would have a new baby.
At the announcement that there would be wedding bells, logically, Sadie knew a baby would and should come next. Now the question was how long would she have to wait for this baby once the wedding was over?
I assured Sadie she would be a big sister, hopefully, sometime soon. Chad and I had already discussed having another child once we were remarried. I couldn’t promise her a baby brother, but I at least wanted her to know there was hope we would have a baby in the future.
And Breath Entered Them
“Then he said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, that they may live.’ So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet-a vast army.” Ezekiel 37: 9-10
May 25, 2012, the Friday of Memorial Day weekend, exactly seven years to the day since our marriage had ended, Chad and I stood face to face with Sadie by our side. In the presence of an intimate group of family and friends, God breathed the breath of life into our marriage.
There stood a vast army. To many, it was just the three of us. By many standards this did not qualify as a “vast army” at all. But to me, the three of us had battled and survived so much. With great courage, strength, and dignity, we were ready for whatever the world would throw at us.
Our family of three was completely encompassed by the will of God. His presence made our army vast.
God’s Word says it best,
“Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate.” Mark 10: 9
* I would love to hear your feedback after you have had an opportunity to read this excerpt from A Second Chance: Allowing God to Heal and Restore Broken Lives and Marriages!