How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

How long will I store up anxious concerns within me, agony in my mind every day?

Lent just seems like the right time to admit that everything feels a bit broken. It seems like the perfect time to remind ourselves that while, yes, everything is dark and shattered, IT WILL NOT ALWAYS BE SO.

Join us as we learn to welcome biblical lament into our lives. We pray it stirs up fresh, raw hope within you in the days to come.

Your husband let go because selfishness ruled his heart. God hangs on eternally because perfect, steadfast, abounding, giving love rules His.

Your husband may have walked away, broken your covenant, hurt you, discarded your marriage vows. That might be true. But the bigger and more real truth is that today if you are in Christ, you are loved by a God who pours out covenant-keeping love in eternal and lavish ways. You are not unloved.

"JESUS"

That's the only word that I could force out. There was no time to think about how I felt about God in that moment. I’m sure I wasn’t feeling very loved by Him as those tears ravaged my body—how could I when my life had shattered only hours before. I did not preface that cry with praise or adoration. I didn’t clean up my heart before Him first. I just cried out—like a child lost in the waves, tumbling, smashing against the sea floor—completely and utterly desperate:

What an abandoned woman needs the most—more than answers, more than practical help, more than companionship—is to be reminded that Jesus is truly strong enough and willing to hold her life together. She needs to know that He really is enough.

Dear Wife, If we really believe Jesus is holding all things together, then we can let go of all the things.

Five weeks after my husband’s unfaithfulness was exposed, I lost everything. First came my shattering, then came the great unraveling. Everything started to fall apart before my eyes.

In cases of divorce in the church, you and I will likely be in that position—the 99% that is looking on. How should we handle that? DEAR CHURCH…EMBRACE. Love from where you are.

My eyes were heavy from crying, dark circles haunted my face. I had to pull myself together--if only for 15 minutes. I couldn't come undone. Not yet…I felt like a white washed tomb. Painted and presentable on the outside. Inside? Death. Hollow death.

Do you carry a story of rejection? Maybe it feels like there is a banner over your head declaring that you are UNWANTED, UNLOVED, REJECTED? Rejection carries tones of shame that cannot be covered over easily. It infects us, down to the very core.

Restored Home chooses to focus on God, and Who HE IS, rather than our ex-husbands, and who they were not. You don’t need any more reasons to be bitter. We want to be very careful to help guard your hearts and minds.

He is not a God far off. He comes in close. He makes the first introduction. He extends the first offer of relationship. He pursues. He takes the first step. He makes Himself known because He wants you to know Him!

What happens to the broken shards of a shattered life after the dust settles?

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