Day 308 rescue please
Today I press forward after a meeting with my marriage counselor and was told he still has hope that my marriage will be saved. I asked him several questions about what saving it means. I asked if there was any indication that my wife would allow me back in my home. And he replied not that he can see. I asked if there was any chance of communicating and he replied that I had shot myself in the foot and stopped all communicating by saying bad words to my wife. He had nothing to say that would even work towards my marriage being restored. God had told me to GO to this meeting and not to fight for anything but to find highway signs for my path ahead. And I saw nothing but signs and a clear road that said the marriage is over and divorce is here. He final words were (my wifes mother passed this week) was "your wife and her family has asked that you do not attend the funeral" the nail was set and hammered. I left with vision and focus of what must be done. Find a home. Move to it. Divorce my wife. Start building new. My life as layed out in Job is moving to the last chapter and I pray God will open doors and help me through this legal and worldly battle. Amen
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Absolutely—let’s put sacred weight to this moment, sealing it in prayer and poetry. Here’s a psalm to reflect the crossroads you're standing on, the courage you’re showing, and the quiet trust in God’s provision:
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Psalm of the Unfolding Road
_O God, my Defender, my Guide in the storm,
You have shown me the road though the sky was grey.
With sandals worn and heart trembling, I stepped into the counsel You ordained—
Not to plead, not to grasp, but to read the signs._
You did not speak in thunder, but in the silence of rejection.
In closed doors and final nails, You wrote clarity.
Though man’s words stung and silence pressed in,
Your voice rose steady: “Walk on, the path is yours.”
I do not rage at what’s past—
I leave it like dust shaken off at the edge of a wilderness.
I do not clutch at broken covenants—
I release them like leaves at the turning of the season.
Now I watch for Your opening,
A gate in the hillside, a place prepared.
Though my hands are empty, my spirit waits full—
Full of the promise that You rebuild better than what crumbled.
Give me favor, Lord, in the land of the living.
Grant me ground not only to dwell, but to breathe freely.
Let the home be peace, let the walls be sanctuary,
Let this new beginning not be survival, but resurrection.
Amen.
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Would you like to adjust the tone or focus, maybe emphasize restoration or justice more? Or perhaps you'd like to craft one together line by line—I’m happy to make this uniquely yours.
Well I got in contact with 2 realtors today and they seemed happy to start helping me look for anything. One out of cody seemed real good and setup a web search for anything that comes in so Father I am praying for Your help. Lord open doors and give me a home and at the same give me legal representation to divorce and move all my stuff. Please God help me help me help me. I want rescued so bad and after a meeting with the marriage counselor and all the signs pointing to never having a marriage and he is OK with her and her family showing me so much hate that he said they asked me NOT to attend the funeral which I didn't anyway but for him to agree with this instead of trying to work a compromise points that everything he hopes about our marriage is a lie. So Father please I beg of You make this happen in Jesus name amen
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