I am humbled and honored to have my dear friend of 28 years, Robyn Hubbard, share a portion of her miraculous story with us today. Our lives have had twists and turns we both could never have imagined, yet by God’s grace He has allowed us to experience Him together recently in a way that will take much more than a blog post to summarize. We hope to share the story over time as God directs. I am praying her words will speak new hope into your heart as we all are challenged by the daily demands of life.
I opened my dishwasher on a Friday afternoon and my eyes filled with tears. But not for the usual reasons. Not because it melted yet another one of my son’s favorite sippy cups. Not because I was so weary of housework that I barely had enough energy to unload it. Not because I’m a wife and mother of two small children, which meant the burden of most of the household responsibilities fell on me and I was feeling sorry for myself again.
Not this time.
No, this time things were different. This time, my tears were tears of joy. Of thanksgiving.
I was emotional over a full dishwasher because it meant things had finally changed. We had one more person at the dinner table where there once was an excruciating void. I had made it through the most torturous time of my life. The unthinkable and seemingly unforgivable had happened, but unlike so many others, we had survived.
My husband had come home.
Just four months earlier, my husband of 14 happy years walked out. I was left alone and confused and betrayed. I was served divorce papers. I was left to care for our children on my own. The pain was deeper than my words could ever accurately express. So many told me to give up. They said I deserved better. My heart was shattered. I had been told I wasn’t loved by the one person I loved the most. I had been rejected and abandoned.
But not by my Jesus.
He held my hand and my heart. He whispered promises into my very soul. He sent his people to care for me, encourage me, and pray for me. He comforted my children. He provided our every need. He spoke life and truth to me daily through his word. He put His light in my heart and His words on my lips. He turned what was meant for evil into His good. He told me not to give up. He fought for me.
And we won.
My eyes were opened. My life was changed. My husband came home with a new light in his eyes and fire in his spirit. God rescued him and made him a new creation. What I heard God whisper as I fell on my face before Him so many times was true. All things are possible through Christ who gives me strength.
I finally realized that serving my family and loving them as imperfect as they are is a joy, not a burden. God has placed His divine, unconditional love in my heart. He has restored and renewed my marriage and my family. He has replaced my ashes with His beauty. All I had to do was ask, trust, and be obedient.
It took the worst experience of my life to change my perspective. I know now that a full dishwasher means there have been meals shared on actual plates with conversation and warmth and a sense of family. It means we are blessed with food to eat and, more importantly, people to share it with.
Laundry overflowing means I have a house full of people to love. People who play hard and experience much and have the wrinkles and stains to prove it.
A mess of toys all over my living room floor means I am blessed with children who won’t be children for long, but who find joy and happiness and laughter in my home.
A husband who keeps me awake with his snoring means I share my bed and my heart with someone who has chosen to be there. Someone who continues to choose to be there, no matter how much work it takes to be able to crawl into that bed night after night.
Wives. Mothers. Women. Please wake up from this fog you are in. I know most of you are there because I lived in the very same dense cloud of busyness, stress, fatigue, and worry for years upon years. I don’t want your fog to have to disappear the same way mine did. Allow Jesus Christ to completely take over and fill your life with his light. Let that light shine so brightly that the fog burns away and you see your husband, children, family, and friends like you never have before.
Pray for your family. Fight for them. Don’t be so foolish as to think this could never happen to you. Be on guard. Be intentional in your efforts to protect your family from Satan’s attempts to destroy it.
Give up perfection. Let it go right in this very moment. Instead of striving for perfection, strive for a heart like Jesus. Strive to love others the way he loves you. Because he so, desperately loves you. No matter where you are in life, what you are struggling with, or what choices you have made. He loves you. He will fight for you. You are never alone.
Is your fog so dense that your light has dimmed? Do the burdens of this life weigh you down? Just for today, try to stop looking inward and outward and try looking upward. My family is living proof that the words written by Beth Moore in her book Believing God are true.
“God can raise marriages from the dead and He can restore life and purpose to those who have given up. He can forgive and purify the vilest sinner. God’s specialty is raising dead things to life and making impossible things possible. You don’t have the need that exceeds His power.”
I pray God will use my pain for His purpose. Learn from my journey. No matter what you are battling today, never give up. Let Him fight for you. He will reward you for your faithfulness because you are His child.
“Let us not be weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9
“The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:14
Robyn’s family is on a mission to share their redemption story. God wants us to know His promises are true and this precious family is living proof of what obedience, faith and God’s power can do. This can be your story as well.
Here are a few NWA resources available to help you on your journey: