The
Lord loves those who love Him. He wants
to bless them. This was my personal
experience when I emerged from a dark place in my life into the light. I threw myself onto my bed like a small child
and said aloud: “Heavenly Father,
whatever it is my parents are praying for me, I’m ready to do it. I can’t go on like this!” Even though it was a hard thing to change the
life I had been living, I could see the Lord’s hand in it. People came to my rescue. I was given opportunities to serve that made
me feel needed and gave me a desire to continue. People with whom I worked nurtured me in the
gospel. Probably the most obvious blessing
was the night I cried to the Lord in my closet (new home and no curtains and I
was alone), and I pleaded that my newly named ex-husband would not come to my
house. I knew he had no place else to
go. I prayed hard and long. I no sooner fell asleep than the doorbell
rang. As I answered it, it was my
ex-husband who very respectfully said, “I have nowhere to go. Please let me sleep on the couch and I’ll be
gone in the morning before you leave.” I
felt nothing. There was no bitterness or
anger and certainly no harsh words were spoken either direction. This was a blessing and a direct answer to
prayer. The Lord didn’t keep him away;
he kept me from having feelings that would once more entrap me. Yes, the Lord manifested himself unto me that
night, and I knew He was there for me through the hard times as well as the
good.
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