I, Chad, take you Candace, to have and to hold
from this day forward;
for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish,
till death us do part,
according to God’s holy law;
in the presence of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
He lied…almost nine years ago, he lied. I married a liar. The father of my children is a liar. I’ve thought a lot about that evening in February, surrounded by our family and friends. I made a choice to honor my covenant with God and he broke his. SO where does that leave me? Basically a mess. A state of chaos. An emotional nightmare. Wrestling with divorce. Clinging to anything stable.
Infidelity is a tricky place. It leaves you raw and angry. It leaves you bitter about people and un-trusting of others. It leaves doubt in your mind because everything you once thought was true, is in fact, not.
I want to go back. Have a do over. This is a death. The death of what was, and the death of a dream. I hope that one day, I will be able to look back and see how far God has brought me. I hope I see that His love carried me. I am sure with all that I am, that His love IS enough. Because it has to be. It’s all I have at this point.