fridays are the worst
Posted by wet bird | Under Uncategorized Friday Jan 29, 2010Sometimes we would have plans for the weekend. He used to call me at 4 or so every Friday. The last time he called was to yell and scream about some crap his bastard friend put into his head (I think you get the hint by now that there is a particular heathen “friend” of his that I find vile and evil and for whom I find great use for the imprecatory psalms). When I looked down that day and saw his number on my phone, I was so happy when I picked up the phone. That was the last happy moment of our marriage. I curse that meddling man. I pray he never has a moment’s happiness in his own marriage for fouling the happiness of another.
We had our problems. We might have divorced anyways. This might be for my ultimate good. In fact it is more than “might,” I trust that God IS working this for my ultimate good. But God still judged the armies that He himself used to judge Israel, for their own evil and wickedness, though God uses wickedness for good for His Elect.
My husband probably reads this blog from time to time. Maybe not. That person is no friend of yours. He will ruin other things for you. Bad company corrupts good morals and what fellowship hath darkness with light if indeed you are a Christian. Being so closely tied to a heathen and allowing such a person to interfere in your convenant with the wife of your youth will bring nothing but judgment in the long run.
Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling and bear fruits worthy of righteousness. Can you stand before God and say that you treated your wife as Christ loves the Church? Yeah right. And pigs might fly out of my rear.