Broken Dreams

When the earthly husband enjoyed his many companions and habits and left for greener pastures, the Heavenly Husband rushed right in. “For your husband is your Maker, Whose name is the LORD of hosts: And your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel, Who is called the God of all the earth.” Is. 54:5

I remember the night I was served divorce papers. Life as my family knew it would change forever.

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I had purposed to keep my little brood together and continue homeschooling. It was an insurmountable task. My career as a keeper of the home needed financial backing, so I had some intense business consultations with my Husband. After many conferences, He led me to start a home-based cleaning business. While the cleaning business met a financial need, it did not satisfy my longing for something more. My Husband gave me the desire of my heart and allowed me to start a sewing business from home. He opened doors to people and places that I never would have dreamed possible.

My family is not a “broken” family.  Well-meaning folks would call us a broken family. I abhor that title. I instructed my children to use the term “single-parent family.”  How can we be broken if Jesus heals us?  He came to “bind up the brokenhearted” (Isaiah 61:1) and reminds us again in Psalm 147:3 that “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”

Remember those broken dreams?  I always wanted to own my own home. In God’s perfect timing, He handed me the keys to a brand new house and a mortgage payment plan that would make most individuals jealous. Yes, ladies, my Husband takes care of His family.

Another dream of mine was further education beyond my two bachelor’s degrees.  I have been pursuing my master’s degree and will continue until I have my doctoral degree per my Husband’s wishes—all from home, of course, and debt free! This education will be used in my present and future ministry of teaching women how to be keepers of the home with Titus 2 flair.

We all have dreams as children. Two of mine were to fly and write. In the fifth grade I knew that someday I would be an author. That dream remained on the back burner for over four decades. My Husband did not forget, and He is now prodding me to pursue a writing career with a lifetime of experience to draw upon. As for the flying, one unfulfilled dream of mine is to travel. Time will tell what kind of booking arrangements my Husband will make for me in the future.

Many think that the home is a stifling place. I see it as a launching pad to new and exciting adventures.

Almost two decades ago my life was about shattered dreams. My good Husband has been fulfilling those dreams one by one. “For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for your welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11

Broken dreams?  Not anymore.


One thought on “Broken Dreams

  1. I really like your post. My own mother had her dreams broken. Everything she thought her life would be changed. Her faith helped her through it.


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