to call. my mind immediately went to my husband. but he was no longer there for me. that was actually a good thing because if i could have called him i would have missed it. the lord was teaching me more than how to pray the word of god; he was revealing to me who my god was.
i could feel anger flash through me as i realized i could not call my husband. i asked myself why i felt anger but almost as quickly i knew why. all through our marriage my husband had been my god. i had given him the place that only properly belongs to the one 