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Sin // Chelynn Broughton

I was only eighteen when I got married for the first time. That marriage lasted for twelve years. I will spare you the details of how it ended, but I was divorced with two children shortly after I turned thirty. This was something I had never imagined for myself. None of my immediate family had ever been divorced. My parents and sister had moved to Washington State right after I married, so I was navigating these strange waters alone.  


I was still very naive and immature when I met my second husband less than a year later. I think I fell in love with his family and their church more than anything. His father was a preacher, and his mother was an English teacher like me. They had been missionaries in Africa for a while and were very involved with their current church. They were two of the nicest people I had ever met, and they made me and my kids feel very welcome and loved. Everyone in the church was so nice to us, also. Less than a year after we met, we finished marriage counseling and had a big church wedding. God tried to tell me I was making a mistake when I had a panic attack on the wedding day, but I was the runaway bride who didn’t run away. I am a person who avoids confrontation at all costs, so there was no way I could disappoint a church full of my family and friends.


Less than a year later, I was miserable; my kids were miserable, and I figured out that most of what I thought I knew about the man I had married was mostly half-truths that he had only let me believe.  I tried hard to persevere, but I couldn’t do it anymore, so I asked him for a divorce. 



A week later, I received a call from one of the church's elders, who I knew and respected. He wanted me to meet with him at the church. Of course, I agreed, and a day was scheduled. When I showed up, I was invited into a room filled with all of the church's elders (five men). They had me sit down at a table with them and then drilled me with questions about my motives. They then told me that divorce was a sin and that I would go to hell if I went through with it. I left there angry. I had listened to the minister of that church preach multiple times that no sin was greater than any other sin and that


 “all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”
Romans 3:23


Yet these men were telling me that divorce was an unforgivable sin. I’m thankful I knew the verse that follows that one:


Yet God, in his grace, freely makes us right in his sight. He did this through Christ Jesus when he freed us from the penalty for our sins.”
Romans 3:24


I know where I’m going when I die; it definitely won’t be hell. 


One thing I’ve learned from this experience is not to rush into anything. Acting without thinking first is usually what gets us into trouble. I didn’t think I would ever marry again after that experience, but God had other plans for me. He led me to a Christian man who treats me like the daughter of the Almighty that I am. 


“And I will be your Father, and you will be my sons and daughters, says the LORD Almighty.”
2 Corinthians 6:18



Don’t get me wrong. I know that divorce is a sin, and I felt the weight of that sin afterwards, but because of what I had read in the Bible, I knew that I would not go to hell because of my sin. If someone has tried to bully you into or out of doing something by using the Word of God against you, please know that God has given us instructions for life, and even though the Bible was written many years ago, it is alive and sharper than any two-edged sword. It is not outdated. It applies to every generation. You can find the answer to any problem you have in it. Don’t trust the words of the people around you. Search the Bible for answers to your trials and tribulations. We should seek His wisdom first in all we do, and we will be wiser and make better life choices. 


“For the Lord grants wisdom! From His mouth comes knowledge and understanding. 11 Wise choices will watch over you. Understanding will keep you safe.”
Proverbs 2:6


Chelynn is a contributing writer for Shaken and Stirred. She is a long-time daughter of Christ, a wife, mother of two amazing adult children, and Nonnie to four beautiful grandchildren. She teaches Senior English at Charles Page High School and is also a Realtor for Keller Williams. She enjoys all things summer including boating, vacationing, and swimming.

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A Life of Worship // Mary Swafford

God has been wrecking my thoughts the last three weeks.  Every time I turn around or read my devotional or attend a worship encounter, it feels as though He is calling to me, drawing me to Him and into a greater, deeper understanding of His purpose.


I wish I could explain sometimes how he speaks to me.  I’d like to say that his words have come like thunder or an earthquake, much like Elijah was expecting.  But more often than not, His voice comes as a whisper, just as Elijah received.  A whisper that seems louder than a scream, that only I can hear.  Words that resonate in my mind and on my heart for days, weeks or longer. 


If that weren’t enough, then it seems God brings his people, in seemingly innocent conversation, and uses them to remind me of what He has been speaking to me.


I have a bad habit of acknowledging His words and then ignoring them, getting distracted, and going on with life.  But in true God fashion, He will come at me again and again and again until I respond.


Right now I’m working through and praying about what exactly my response should be, but I feel compelled to share with you some of what He has been saying to me.


In a recent worship encounter, the speaker said (in the words of the gospel according to Mary’s notes and short term memory) “Our faith shouldn’t be dependent on outcomes, but on who God is.”  


Bam.  


I can’t get this phrase out of my head.  I am,  as I suspect you are, often guilty of coming to God with my laundry list of prayer requests and base the depth of my faith on which of those requests He has answered and in what way.


In our House Church’s we are studying the book of Joshua.  We’re about midway through the book and we’re reading about the allotment of land, the fulfillment of God’s promise spoken to Moses.  In chapter 14, Caleb requests his inheritance and in verse 10, states that it has been:

forty five years since the Lord spoke this word to Moses.”


Forty five years.


In the book of Genesis, it was about 25 years for God’s promise to make Abraham a father of nations to come to pass.  


It’s not always easy to trust God for something.  Sometimes we quit praying long before we receive our “answer”.  We may even give up.  In giving up, we tend to question God or distance ourselves from him, his word, and his people.


Or, we may have a tendency to laugh like our sister Sarah as she laughed when she heard “I will surely return to you about this time next year, and Sarah your wife will have a son.”  Because when God speaks, we don’t believe Him or his timing.


But the memory of the pain and sorrows of unanswered prayers or heartfelt longings linger.  However, we can raise a hallelujah because we choose to trust God and we choose to surrender to His will. Even when we don’t understand, even when we don’t get the answer we so desperately wanted. We choose to look at His track record and what we know to be true.

 

I read this verse recently in one of my morning devotionals, 

 

“The thought of my suffering and homelessness is bitter beyond words.  I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss.  Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this:
The faithful love of the Lord never ends!  His mercies never cease.  Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning.  I say to myself, the Lord is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in him!”  
Lamentations 3:19-24

 

I don’t want my praise to be dependent on an answered prayer.  God I want you to be enough.  You are my inheritance and you are more than enough for me!  I want to dare to hope in you.  Not even looking to receive anything more from you because you’ve already given me everything!

 

Whatever season you are in, I borrow the words of David to encourage you to trust in God at all times. Pour out your hearts to Him. God is your refuge. Draw near to Him, in good and bad, with lamentations and hallelujahs. He will meet you there.


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