"Know therefore that the LORD your God is God; he is the faithful God, keeping his covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love him and keep his commandments." D7:9
I am so happy about what my Heavenly Husband (HH) is doing in my life, and especially in the lives of my children!
We used to go to church regularly. I can admit it now: I was the perfect example of a ‘Pharisee woman.’ I had many responsibilities, countless committees and meetings! But in reality, no one was truly connected at church—especially not my two oldest sons.
As a good little Pharisee, I knew how to put pressure on my family or guilt them into sitting on the church pews. Even when my children were literally sleeping or on their phones during the sermon—although deep down it bothered me—I didn’t really care. What mattered most was that people saw us there! Thankfully, my HH is faithful and so good!
When I left my church at the beginning of my restoration journey last year, I won't lie—I was afraid! I kept asking myself: how will my children come to know the Lord? I asked myself this question over and over again! And I knew my old methods—full of guilt and condemnation—wouldn’t work, and more importantly, I never wanted to use them again. God was changing me with love and patience—so how could I act differently with them?
About two years ago, my second son had started reading the Word. But he tended to intellectualize everything, or he used it to argue. Our conversations always ended in conflict, in the ‘I’m your mother, I know the Bible better than you!’ mindset. But our HH does nothing by accident, and His plans are always better than mine!
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the LORD. "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts." I55:8-9
About three weeks ago, I went to pick up my son from school. I wanted to talk with him because lately he's been distracted in class—some of his teachers say he talks too much and doesn’t stay focused. I prayed beforehand so the conversation would be peaceful. When I picked him up, I asked if he wanted to talk and share how he was feeling. That’s when he told me he felt sad, empty, and that he needed peace. I told him I understood, that I was there for him—but also that there was Someone who could restore his joy, fill the emptiness in his heart, and give him peace beyond understanding—far better than I ever could. God helped me guide him gently and lovingly, something I couldn’t do before! I suggested he read Psalms and Proverbs.
For the past two weeks, every evening after school, my son takes his bike and goes out for a ride. At first I thought he just needed to unwind before preparing for his final exams, so I didn’t say anything. One evening, his sister told me she saw him pack his Bible in his backpack. In reality, he does this every night! He goes out for about an hour to read his Bible and spend time with his Heavenly Father.
Recently, his Bible was on his desk and I saw everything he had highlighted in the Psalms—how the Lord sustains, comforts, is present, a refuge, a shield, a support, and much more! I had tears in my eyes and praised our HH for everything He’s doing in my son’s life!
Now, I pray every day that God strengthens this budding relationship between my son and Himself, so that the Word may grow in good soil and the enemy won’t steal it.
"You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile." J29:13-14
And it’s the same with my eldest. Now, he’s the one who sends me Bible verses to encourage me. Just yesterday he told me to read the first line of Psalm 11:1: "In the LORD I take refuge." Lately he said to me: “Mom, you don’t need to be afraid. I’m not afraid. You just have to believe in God!”
A little while ago, he was desperately looking for a communication internship. He kept receiving rejections or no response at all. As a last resort, I asked my colleague if she could take my son as an intern. Even before I got an answer, he told his grandmother he had already gotten the internship at my job! He was sure of it! But nothing had been confirmed yet—because I had actually made the request a month earlier, and my colleague had said she didn’t have an office for him, and wasn’t sure what tasks to give him.
Yet once again, the faithfulness of our HH showed up: the communications team shares an office with another department, and that department’s manager went on vacation for a month. My colleague accepted my son's internship request and said he’d join the team in that office for the first month. In the second month, once he’s more familiar, he’ll get his own space. And right now there’s plenty of work—she said she’s running behind! She was worried she wouldn’t have tasks to give him—but now she has more than enough!
Who else can do this in perfect timing but our HH?
I’m still in awe at how He arranges and orchestrates every detail so perfectly. Our HH is in control! Let’s trust Him!
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." R8:28