MY WRECKING MARRIAGE

By Perebo Adumo

SAFACS 2023 ENTRY 30

It was Saturday morning and I sure wasn’t going to the office so I stayed in bed till 6 am. When I was up, I began praying, Mitchell; my wife was still tucked in bed. I had been praying for about 15 minutes when she began to murmur some words, but I didn’t pay attention to her until she said,

“Bring down your voice I need some sleep”.

I still didn’t respond but she kept making some statements and then I said

“Allow me to pray and stop allowing the devil to use you to distract my prayers”, at this point she removed the duvet she was covered in and shouted.

“Who are you calling the devil?”

I responded, “Well it’s only the devil and his cohorts that get disturbed by prayers.”

Mitchell fumed in anger and began ranting abusive words at me, I couldn’t take it anymore, I moved to the sitting room but Mitchell wasn’t done, she was breathing down my neck with abusive words.

At this point, I was ready to throw my title as a pastor aside, and like a goat that had been pushed to the wall, I returned the favor with my own share of mean words; I had almost gotten to my limit and was about to give her the slap of her life. I wasn’t ready for any more drama so I put on my clothes and was off to my office (in church).

Halfway through I parked my car by the side of the road and was reflecting on how my marriage was heading for a shipwreck and I had no clue what to do. I have helped many people build a loving home but all the principles I knew about Christian marriage and love seemed not to be working on mine. It was at this point the quarrel of two children disrupted my thoughts. I wanted to separate them but the feeling of being a hypocrite was too heavy that I just watched from afar.

The fight seemed like an eternal rivalry and it left one of them crying. But less than an hour later I was marveled to find them playing again and it put a bit of a smile on my face. It was then it dawned on me what Jesus meant when He said we have to be like little children to enter the kingdom.

I reversed and headed home, bought some flowers on my way and when I got home, I tried apologizing to my wife, and I offered the flowers on my knees but she slapped them off my hands, calling the flowers cheap. At this point I said a heartfelt prayer to God, asking Him to help save my marriage.

Hours later, I went into the room not knowing what to expect, I was shocked to see my wife sobbing on the floor, I joined her on the floor, held her and we both apologized.