“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory…” – Ephesians 3:20-21
I’ve often felt that the hardest aspect of divorce is seeing the children suffer and being unable to prevent it.
“Daddy, this is wrong,” announces a sweet, sad little voice as Daddy leaves at the end of a fun day. But it’s a divorce court order, and Daddy has no choice.
“If two people made you, they should be with you,” states a small girl grappling with her parents’ divorce. She’s right, and she struggles to reconcile this truth with the reality that her family members live apart.
My own children slept restlessly after their father left. I remember hearing my two-year-old son’s lonely voice in the wee hours: “Where Dadda go?” Enough is enough! I thought. How much pain does this stupid divorce have to cause my innocent kids? I read chilling statistics about children of divorce, and I worried constantly.
Then I met Marsha.