Karen's Repentance From Remarriage Adultery & Marriage Restoration
My husband Micah left on November 5, 2010. The other woman had been discovered and in an explosive end, he was gone. At first, I was relieved to see the end of 20 years of chaos. Soon after, the Lord would speak through our youngest daughter and I would begin my stand.
Eight months, I stood firm on the Lord's promises, praying and hoping for the heart changes that would bring the Lord glory in my family. It didn't happen and our divorce went through. A gloating other woman and my father-in-law boasting of the end of our marriage, like they had done something special in the courtroom that day.
Micah and the OW moved to California from Colorado. He hadn't seen the kids since the day that he left, so to make a major move like that wasn't a big issue. He was just gone and I was done. I'd let go and was totally over him.
Immediately, I began dating a long time family friend. He was a believer in Christ, hard working, and stable. It wasn't Micah, but I believed he was the answer to my prayers. We were married shortly after, in September 2011.
One day in November a deep conviction fell on me. What had I done? I'd married, knowing it wasn't scriptural. Yes, I had been freed from the marriage, but it suddenly hit me, I hadn't been free to remarry. I told my current husband that I had made a huge mistake and that we had to be done and over. It devastated him, but I couldn't live under this darkness, knowing the Lord was convicting me so deeply.
I began repenting and turning from my sin. My non-covenant spouse drove a truck over the road, so it took time for him to get moved out and the divorce process started. But, I was willing to face life alone, than to live like this anymore.
One night I had a dream that Micah had come in my room, laid his hand on my thigh and said, "I just really miss you guys." Then, he got up and walked out of the room. The dream was so vivid that it stuck in my mind like a picture.
Early February, a phone call came in. It was Micah. I hadn't talked to him in months. He was back in Colorado, living with his sister. He came to see the kids and saw our grandson for the first time. Then there wasn't a word from him for awhile. Our conversation had gone well, but there weren't any feelings on my part. He and the OW were over and he apologized.
A few weeks ago, I was in bed and heard in a loud whisper, "Hey. Pam. Hey." And, a hand laid on my thigh. I started rolling over thinking, "Am I awake?" because of my previous dream. As he talked, I started to pull out of my stupor and said, "Micah?" He was sitting on my bed, with his hand on my thigh, in the middle of the night. Micah said, "The Lord told me to take back what is mine and here I am." I was totally shocked, first that the dogs never made a peep when he came in the driveway, or when he came in the house. Second, that the dream I had was unfolding right before my eyes.
It has been a couple of weeks now, that Micah returned home. We have prayed together for the first time in twenty years. He is looking forward to getting remarried after my divorce to the NCS is finalized. Our family is complete in Christ. There is no unforgiveness between us. Truly, the Lord is restoring the lives of two very repentant people. Our children are thrilled and their faith is building more all the time. Jesus is Lord. Truly, I had let go. I was done, and walked in my own sin for a time. The Lord was faithful to forgive us both, as He took us where we were, when we landed on our knees, at His throne of mercy and grace.
Now, we let the Lord have it and keep letting Him lead our lives. One day at a time, sweet Jesus. Thank you, Lord!