It was 22 years ago I had a Job-like experience, losing everything that mattered to me. For several months, I entertained dark thoughts for myself, while the Lord contended for my life and gave me hope through His comforting presence and scripture. I don’t remember how it got started, but daily I read the Psalms, Proverbs and the New Testament, writing my favorite scriptures on 3×5 cards. Within months, the stack of them grew to several inches thick and I carried them rubber-banded together in my shirt pocket for reading as often as I felt discouraged.
This week while unpacking the last of the boxes from our cross-country move, I came across the cards and read them for the first time in years. One in particular left me in tears:
“Your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house …” (Psalm 128:3)
God had fulfilled His promise to me where like Job, He has restored me several times over. He has given His best to me for a wife, my best friend, the other half of my heart and sister in the Lord with whom I can talk about anything, pray, worship and fellowship. She is my Proverbs 31 wife, who fills my home with the fruit of the Spirit and with singing, and who so radiates the Holy Spirit who abides within her.
Thank you Lord, for saving my life and carrying me through to your promise of restoration. If the love of the wife you have given me was the extent of your restoration, I would still be grateful beyond words. But you, God, are more than generous and I thank you for restoring to me, infinitely more than what I lost.