Hi all,<P>I usually post over in the divorcing section but I have something to share and this seems to be the place to share it.<P>A little history. It has been six weeks since I found out about my wife's affair. Like all that has been here this has been the worst time of my life. WS doesn't even want to try to continue. After six weeks she decided to move out. Well I don't have to explain how hard this is. Tuesday night before she moved out for the first time ever in our relationship she decided to sleep in another room of the house. This was my breaking point. I was at my lowest of lows. I laid in my bed crying my eyes out and praying to God. I have a normal prayer that I ask to be safe and have prayed this for years. Since the A has come out I have prayed for strength and patience and for clarity for my wife. I was praying this over and over but I had never felt so alone. All I wanted was someone to wrap their arms around me and hold me. Now what I'm about to say some will be skeptical. I always was when I heard things like this but it happened to me and I believe. So I prayed something different for once. I asked god to hold me in his arms. I don't know how to explain it but I FELT wonderful warm strong arms wrap around me and hold me tight. With this came an extreme sense of calm and that everything would be okay. I knew what was happening but I felt so at peace I just savored every moment and then drifted asleep still feeling like I was being held. The most amazing thing is that the next day I get an email from an old friend who knows what is going on with my wife and I. I had not heard from her in awhile but the night before when I felt held I had a dream of her where she saw me from a distance and waved and smiled to me. She wrote me a short email saying she was thinking of me and "praying that God would hold me in his arms". I have to say I was stunned. I have been trying to get ahold of her to tell her this story but have not been able to. She is a born again Christian and I am someone who is very religous but never have liked the church atmosphere. But this event has changed me forever. <P>Just thought I would share an amazing thing that happened to me with people that might just believe me.<P>God bless,<BR>Brandon

WOW!!!<P>That is a really special experience. I had one too, so I believe every word you wrote...you are right, it is hard to belive these things unless it has happened to you.<P>One night I prayed for God and his angels to please ease my heart and take away the pain...and I had no sooner asked it that I felt completely different...the pain was gone. GONE!!! Of course it came back again, but enabled me to sleep peacefully that night.<P>How are you doing this evening?<P>Love and light,<P>Jacky

I know about this kind of thing, too. I asked God to give me forgiveness for my H, and it was gone---completely gone. I held no resentment for all the hurtful things---My what the power of God' love does for us!!<P>Thinking and praying for everyone here!<P>Krystal

Hello, <P>I believe you. A similar thing happened to me, too. My daughter was born 5 weeks early. She was born at just the wrong time, when the heart/lung duct is being formed. A few days earlier or later would have been okay, but not during those days.<P>I didn't really realize how serious it was because I knew premies can be born much smaller and younger. She weighed around 5 pounds so I was quite confident all would be well.<P>After around a week of no improvement, I finally broke down in Church in front of a statue of Mary. (I promise to all of you this is not idolatry - the statues just help me to imagine the Mother of our Lord. She leads me to Jesus and I know very well that He is Lord, not her. She just leads me to Him, like she led the couple in Cana at the wedding. Don't worry, okay?)<P>Anyway, right after I really cried and cried finally - really begged and begged for the life of my child, I went back to my room, still crying, really for the first time since she was born, because up to then, I had been full of hope.<P>All of the sudden, in the midst of my anguish, I felt a huge rush of peace covering me all over. It felt like a hug from heaven, although it wasn't physical touch like we know it. I felt hugged and loved. I knew then and there that I would be okay, that I wouldn't go crazy with grief and that I would handle whatever the Lord wanted. This hug did not tell me that she would live, only that whatever happened would be okay.<P>My daughter ended up hemorhagging (spelling??) terribly and had to be transferred by ambulance with the siren wailing to another hospital a week later. I was so calm throughout everything and able to reassure my husband. Again, I didn't know if she would live or die.<P>The doctor told us that all of her organs were a mess and that not one vital sign was okay. She was baptized with all the surgical gear on all of us. It was beautiful. The doctors at that hospital were far more specialized and my daughter today has NOTHING wrong with her. <P>God is great. When I was pregnant I didn't ask for a beautiful girl, or a talented one, or an intelligent one, or a good athlete. I asked that whoever was my child would be a Christian and whatever else He wanted to give me was fine, as long as the baby would be a Christian.<P>My daughter is 7 now - blond, golden eyes which are beautiful, beautiful healthy body, good athlete, very smart... but what is far and away most important is that she is already a faithful Christian who prays by herself without prompting. Every time an ambulance goes by, we stop and pray and remember that maybe somebody prayed for our ambulance as we drove by. She is sweet and generous and obedient (most of the time!!)<P>The miracle is not that God CAN hold us, but that He still wants to, after all man has done to Him. That's what's really incredible: He still loves us.<P>I absolutely believe your story and all I can say is to hang in there with your wife. I am seeing the fog start to lift right now with my WH. It has been since Jan.9 that he told me about the A and he moved out of the house in May. But this OW is starting to lose it and become very jealous of me - she sent me phone msgs. last night which were cruel and she has never tried to contact me before. I don't know her name. Anyway, the Lord protected me from being too hurt. I actually thought the messages were petty, immature and a little sad. She criticized me for having the Bible and figures of saints on my night table (you can tell I am Catholic - again, I only believe the Trinity is God, don't worry.) I pray that she leaves my husband alone and then finds the Lord. I don't want her to perish, but to wake up and see the destruction she has caused, taking away a father and a husband from his family.<P>Hold on tight to your marriage. Don't give in to divorce or separation - read <A HREF="http://www.restorem.org" TARGET=_blank>www.restorem.org</A> and they will give you the hope we need. I am a witness to it, too.<P>Love, Trying<P>

Trying,<BR> If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been standing? I also like the restore ministry site. My divorce is actually final, but I am not giving up. Please email me.<BR>Barb<BR>morriggs@yahoo.com