Thursday, August 5, 2010

Yes, God loves this divorced woman!

I was sitting at a stoplight today, and I thought to myself, "I am a divorced woman." Everything has happened so quickly that sometimes I forget this little fact. It doesn't seem like something one could forget. Most of the time I don't. We have a new normal in the Adams' household. It is five women living together: three humans, one dog, and one cat. Our bathrooms are a mess, but they smell really sweet from Bath and Body Works' latest scents! If you possibly had any question that only gals live here, all you would have to do is look at the shows recorded on our DVR. Say Yes to the Dress. Cake Boss. Kate Plus 8. Glee. Yep, it is a Girls' World. But in spite of all that, sometimes I just forget. I think that Jason will be coming home anytime now, and the four of us will sit around the table again. But then moments like today hit, and I realize I am divorced. That life is over. This is our "new normal."

When those moments hit, I really have to battle negative thoughts that the enemy throws my way. "You are a divorced woman. Look at your baggage. You could not make it work. You are used and damaged goods." The thoughts go on and on. But then I realize that I must put a stop to them.

I mentioned earlier having lunch with two good friends from Montgomery. During the course of lunch, I was telling them how much I enjoyed teaching high school. I shared how I had even had a chance to talk with a student about the "adoption option." I told them how I had gone on Facebook and shown him pictures of my good friends and their adopted child. Laura said, "You should have shown them our kids." (She and her husband have two adopted children.) I laughed and said, "I forgot they were adopted!" Here is the punchline to that. Their adopted child is biracial, and Steve and Laura are both lily white. But when I look at their family, I don't see the differences. I just see one loving family that blends together beautifully.

I started thinking about that today when the enemy was throwing those nasty darts of accusations against me. I remembered that when God looks at me, He just sees me as a member of His family. I am not damaged goods to Him. I am a child of God, and He loves me. He has redeemed me. Do you know what redemption I am talking about? The kind where someone restores someone's honor and worth. That is what God has done for me. I plan to remind the enemy of that the next time he taunts me with doubt and ridicule.

Yep, I am a child of God. I sit right beside people who have been married for fifty years. When God looks at us, He doesn't see any difference in me. I fit right in. I am His child, and He has beautiful things in store for me!

Tonight I will end with a quote from C.S. Lewis:

"Though our feelings come and go, God's love for us does not."

1 comment:

  1. Never be ashamed that you're divorced! You're a beautiful person that God loves so much!