1 Likewise, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands; that, if any obey not the word, they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives; 2 While they behold your chaste conversation coupled with fear. 3 Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair,..and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; 4But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price. 5For after this manner in the old time the holy women also, who trusted in God, adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husbands: 6Even as Sara obeyed Abraham, calling him lord: whose daughters ye are, as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement. ( 1 Peter 3:1-6 KJV)It says we can help lead our husbands to Christ so I want to share a story that my husband posted on his facebook wall this weekend. you can read it below in the comment section.
Time to tell you a little story – My Story of my battle to put me first and the wake up call from HE who is First…
While I’d love to tell you how I have placed GOD first in my life and I’m a die hard Christian, and all that… That would be a lie.
THAT IS TILL NOW….
12:00 midnight seating here at the computer facebooking and playing in the land of the web…. My wife Denise is sitting just feet behind me at her desk doing the same.. We are laughing and having a great time.
12: 01 STOP – no more keys clicking…. Denise suddenly says to me “Sweetie I’m Bleeding!” My heart has just stopped. I turn to see what she is talking about and below her on the floor is growing puddle of blood. No heart beat at all now. I run for the phone and some clothes to throw on. As I enter back into the room I see that the puddle is now larger and Denise has moved toward me. Her legs are red and so is her robe. 911 can’t answer the phone fast enough.
12:02 My mind is racing as I try to explain what is happening to the operator on the other end. He is asking me all sorts of questions, that I don’t want to answer. I actually at one point tell him in no lesser words – To get a freaking ambulance here now.. He say to calm down and that they are in route. Now to attend to Denise…
12:05 Trying to call my mom to see if she can come over for the kids so they don’t have to get up or see this… Why won’t she answer the phone. Okay now it hits me… Wait
12:06 – 12:20 GOD what the hell are you doing… Where are you/ Are you so lazy your sleeping now in this what is the scariest time for me? Hello ???? Are you even listening? Do you care? Are you……… Thoughts are now getting confused and anger has set in…. No longer thinking like a Christian not that I was before hand either.
During this time the EMT’s arrive and have helped Denise out to the Ambulance. Still can’t breathe and I think I haven’t had a heart beat in nearly 20 minutes… My dad answers the phone I tell him what’s going on, they are on their way ASAP. Oh where are they, what is taking so long.
12:25 am Denise and the EMTs pull from the lot and are on their way to Parkwest Hospital.. Lights are going and siren is blaring… Trying to breathe still can’t. Then it happens again the anger swells and the blaming begins in the back of my mind. Not that I wasn’t playing the blame game all along. Now the tears are flowing and I’m so mad I can’t even look at anything. I begin saying things out loud such as – “Fine God this what you want? Well I’ll come up there or where ever it is you’re hiding and we are having out right now, you think your so tough.. Wanna bet that one – I can do better with my eyes shut and well about 100 other things..
Mean while Denise has remained reasonably calm for this entire time. She says to me just before leaving with the EMT’s – “Uriah everything is going to be Okay God will make sure everything works out for the best. No matter what happens…” I’m just thinking about me and not realizing what was being said.
12:45- Mom and Dad Finally arrive. M om told me to breathe and “Just go Uriah”. I get in the minivan and drive cautiously drive (having torrential downpours causing flooding on all the roads in Knoxville) to Parkwest Hospital. The conversation between me and God on the way there WAS not beneficial to God.
1:15 Arrived at Parkwest hospital.. Guess what she is waiting for the bloody doctor. Okay so she is seen as nurse or two but what gives… God you’re still not listening to me…
1: something I don’t know the time at this point… Denise and I have been talking for what seems like forever, she is still calm and holding firm to God taking care of everything… Then there was me and well as you can tell by now this wasn’t the case for me.
In comes Marci the ultra sound tech.. Now my heart starts jumping. s she here to rip away the last of my life lines – since God has already done that.. She sets up and leaves the room for a minute. During which time Denise says to me “Uriah stop relax and lets just pray together that everything is in God’s hands and will be okay no matter what happens.
Struggling through this I agree. No head bowing and no eyes shut just a straight forward prayer to God for him to take over and handle everything…
Return of the tech – Marci comes back in and starts to prep Denise for the ultrasound. Pop up on the screen there is a faint image – it’s the baby and then my heart stops no heartbeat. Wrong God is now taking over….
Now here is where the story changes
God wanted my undivided attention HE wanted me to stop being all about me…. HE wanted me to see HIM first not second. I suddenly see this. I feel at peace not because I see the baby, not because I think everything is okay. No because I know that GOD is in control and HE will take care of all my needs and all my concerns I just had to get out of the way and let HIM take over…
2:15 am – Strong and healthy heart is heard bounding from the speakers. 155, 156, 157, 158 and kicking she feels kicking.. Now we see the baby wiggling around waving at us as if to say “ Hi world I’m here – I’m happy.”
A soft voice rises over the entire room, drowning out everything else. I can’t hear the heartbeat, I can’t hear the machines, nothing just a soft voice. Calming and relaxed – I know it to be Gods voice for it told me that everything was okay and the as long as I stay where I am(meaning not trying to be all about me, and letting God take over) Everything will be Okay….
My heartbeat’s steady now and I am calm ready to move forward not as the controller but the copilot…
This is my story and not some fantasy.. This is how God choose to get my attention and wake me up and change me into a real God trusting Christian.
Ending note: Bleeding stopped in the early afternoon on Saturday, Baby and mommy are doing fine with total thanks to God,