Divine Decisions

This weekend I had a wonderful opportunity to visit Derick on the Navy Base where he is stationed for training. I always feel at home with Derick on a Navy Base. As if that’s where we belong.

There has never been any doubt between us, about Derick making a career out of the military. We have never questioned the Lord’s leading when it comes to the Navy.

There are decisions in life that we whisper prayers over and hope we’re doing the right thing. There are decisions that we deliberate over for weeks. We really seek the Lord's wisdom and guidance. And pray the Lord’s blessing over the final decision we made.  And then there are those decisions in life that the Lord seems to make for us. The kind you cannot deny came from divine intervention. So much so, that to separate your life from that decision would be to deny God completely, defiantly raising a fist against Him who ordained this life.

I can place my finger on two times that has happened in my life. The first is when I married Derick. And the second is when Derick joined the Navy.

Not. One. Doubt.

Ever.

That’s not a credit to me at all! The Lord implanted us with a desire to serve this country. He reminds me everyday, I’m not crazy for making this decision. He made it for me.

This is his third tour of duty. The Navy has called upon him once again, to give everything he can for his country. And he does not hesitate. Really, I’m just along for the ride. But everytime he said yes, he grabbed my hand in his and we dove headlong into the unknown. No turning back.



Thursday afternoon he picked me up at the airport and brought me back to the base. It was Thanksgiving, so we had dinner courtesy of the USO. The volunteers must have served 200-250 service members along with some family members. I asked Derick if he wanted to introduce me to his shipmates. Sit at their table and talk to his buddies. But no… he only had eyes for one.

And so it was for the whole weekend. We didn’t do anything considered really exciting. In fact, on Sunday, we stayed in his room, binge-watched crime dramas and ate junk food.

This weekend I could completely relax! I had no place to be, but with him. I was blessed by friends, financially, to even be able to go in this trip. So there was no concern that I was spending unwisely. I didn’t have a house to clean while I was there. Or kids to keep track of. Or work. Or hair appointments. The list goes on…

It was just us. It was nothing like you’d imagine a second honeymoon to be. Except it was completely perfect. No rush. No outside responsibilities. Just me and Derick.  

And because the two things that I was thinking about this weekend, Derick and deployment, came straight from the Lord in Heaven, I wasn’t worried about that either. What a gift I have in Derick! What a strong, responsible, dedicated, loyal man of God! I thank God everyday for his blessing to me in him.

If you are struggling today, in your marriage relationship, start thanking God for that person. For every past of that person that you can think of. Amazing things happen when we pray with grateful hearts!

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