Yes, my mother sent me nursing to get me away from him, but my love for him won out.
It was a traumatic marriage and not the kind, sharing team work you see between most young ones today.
I had to comply to his wishes or there were physical repercussions.
Needless to say, I was quiet and shy and remained locked in a life of walking on eggshells.
Myself (L) and work mate Lynn (R).
Perhaps God knew, and I am sure he did, that if my first husband had been more loving and kind I would not have developed the faith in The Creator God that has remained steadfast.
Often alone at nights, as hubby went out to socialise, I'd get my children off to bed and then soak in the bath before retiring myself.
Here was my learning time as the Holy Spirit worked on my soul. I'd withdraw three different bible versions an exercise book, pen and concordance from underneath my low to the floor bed and study Gods word. How did I do that? Well I would take a word I was interested in, like Heaven, and then with the help of the concordance study everything the Bible had to say on this subject.
At one stage my then husband found my study implements and took them away and threw them into an incinerator. But, eventually I obtained more and studied again.
There is much I could write about this, but my son said it simply the other day. His wise advise was, "God put our eyes on the front of our heads to look forward.....not back."
With this in mind, I thank God for never leaving nor forsaking me in all those years.
I have four beautiful children from that marriage and a second husband who is completely opposite to the first.
Become Better from your experiences and NOT bitter.
Gods promise to us.... and I stand on it. Thank you Lord.