Fiction: Married, but mis-matched!
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Ngozi and Emeka, met and married as unbelievers. They lived an interesting and exhilarating life. Because they were wealthy, they could afford all the nice things life had to offer like-travels to exotic holiday spots every year, state-of -the-art cars, beautiful houses, expensive designer couture clothing, and so on. However, their seemingly happy marriage was to experience a strife-filled, emotionally churning phase when Ngozi became a christian.
"When i told my husband about my decision to become a born again christian, after attending a women's program at a friend's church, it was as if i had stabbed him with a knife. Emeka looked at me in disbelief, thinking that it was one huge joke. Then he said to me, in a snide and patronizing tone, 'It is your choice to use religion as a crutch to face life because you cannot stand on your own. You cannot fool me-all this talk of Jesus and church-going is an escape latch for you. Something is probably bugging you that you won't reveal. After all, we are both Christians and were born into christian homes. Be warned-do not give any of our money to church, because that is the only thing they seem to talk about, and do not pester me into going with you to church, because i won't! I do not need such a crutch!' That was the opening salvo to what became years of pain and strife. All of a sudden, our priorities and desires differed. The warmth in my marriage turned to ice and arguments erupted frequently.
On several occasions, to my shame, i allowed my frustrations and anger at Emeka's stubborn stance about my new found faith, pour over into a shouting and door slamming tirade. It was almost too late before i realized that i was living out my faith in a way that repelled my husband of 10 years, instead of attracting him. Whenever Emeka ranted and raved about my church attendance, i would rant and rave right back in defense. I would sometimes neglect supervising the housework just to be in church. I allowed church to take the time and attention that rightly belonged to my husband. No wonder he was not interested in my God. I tried to play Holy Spirit in his life by attempting to convict him of his sinfulness and it back fired of course.
Out of frustration one day-i had come to the end of my tether and was sad about the sorry state of my marriage-i knelt down and begged God to show me what it is I was doing wrong and as i began to study the Bible more, the Holy Spirit pointed out areas of deficiencies and as I allowed the Word to sink in, my attitude to Emeka began to change as I ceased trying to change him by force.
He has not committed to Christ yet, but at least, he is showing a little bit of an interest in church and goes with me once in a while. Our relationship has improved as I have picked up the duties that I neglected, and our kids are happier.'
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Ngozi and Emeka, met and married as unbelievers. They lived an interesting and exhilarating life. Because they were wealthy, they could afford all the nice things life had to offer like-travels to exotic holiday spots every year, state-of -the-art cars, beautiful houses, expensive designer couture clothing, and so on. However, their seemingly happy marriage was to experience a strife-filled, emotionally churning phase when Ngozi became a christian.
"When i told my husband about my decision to become a born again christian, after attending a women's program at a friend's church, it was as if i had stabbed him with a knife. Emeka looked at me in disbelief, thinking that it was one huge joke. Then he said to me, in a snide and patronizing tone, 'It is your choice to use religion as a crutch to face life because you cannot stand on your own. You cannot fool me-all this talk of Jesus and church-going is an escape latch for you. Something is probably bugging you that you won't reveal. After all, we are both Christians and were born into christian homes. Be warned-do not give any of our money to church, because that is the only thing they seem to talk about, and do not pester me into going with you to church, because i won't! I do not need such a crutch!' That was the opening salvo to what became years of pain and strife. All of a sudden, our priorities and desires differed. The warmth in my marriage turned to ice and arguments erupted frequently.
On several occasions, to my shame, i allowed my frustrations and anger at Emeka's stubborn stance about my new found faith, pour over into a shouting and door slamming tirade. It was almost too late before i realized that i was living out my faith in a way that repelled my husband of 10 years, instead of attracting him. Whenever Emeka ranted and raved about my church attendance, i would rant and rave right back in defense. I would sometimes neglect supervising the housework just to be in church. I allowed church to take the time and attention that rightly belonged to my husband. No wonder he was not interested in my God. I tried to play Holy Spirit in his life by attempting to convict him of his sinfulness and it back fired of course.Out of frustration one day-i had come to the end of my tether and was sad about the sorry state of my marriage-i knelt down and begged God to show me what it is I was doing wrong and as i began to study the Bible more, the Holy Spirit pointed out areas of deficiencies and as I allowed the Word to sink in, my attitude to Emeka began to change as I ceased trying to change him by force.
He has not committed to Christ yet, but at least, he is showing a little bit of an interest in church and goes with me once in a while. Our relationship has improved as I have picked up the duties that I neglected, and our kids are happier.'
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