At the marriage retreat this weekend, Rich and I dealt with some spiritual warfare in the form of dreams, etc. This is not at all surprising when you think about it--if we go out to "the woods" to focus on our marriage, it's not going to make Satan happy. Right? Right.
Anyway, in the middle of the night, I poked Richard and said, "Can you pray with me?" He, of course, obliged and I went to sleep quickly feeling better.
This morning I said, "Thanks for praying with me last night. It helped a lot."
Rich said, "I prayed with you?"
At least he was willing to help in the moment.
5 comments:
AAhahahahaaaaaa! That's funny. Seriously, though, I want to hear all about the marriage retreat when we get together this week.
aww - he even loves you completely while he's sleeping. how sweet ;)
I just luuuv the title. ;)
Which retreat did you go to? Also, that is a great story! :)
Laurie S.
Thats fun that you quoted me. Rich and I are alike in so many ways!
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