It is now February 1, which means that I left Rwanda 9 months ago. I can't believe how the time has gone by so quickly, it just blows my mind. I can't fathom that I have been married over six months. (I know, as my dad pointed out, that we still have to multiply that by 70 in order to catch up with my parents). That being said, the first six months have been full of alot of stuff.
You may remember, as I chronicled here, that I have been learning to cook. This alone has been enough of an adventure to keep me fully occupied. It has, however, been the least challenging and the least rewarding new venture of my married life. I have also been learning how to take care of our home. Again, not the most complicated thing I have been attempting, though difficult.
The real challenge has been trusting God to turn me into a Godly wife. There, I have met my match. I find, increasingly, that I am full of more pride, anger, bitterness and unforgiveness than I ever thought. I often say that I feel like I constantly have a mirror in front of my face showing me who I really am.
At first, this was so painful, and I hated the reality of daily conviction of my sin. I realize that God could have given me a husband who would never cause these sins to come out of me. But God, in His grace, gave me a husband who knows how to push many of the 'buttons' that showcase my sin. And God, in His grace, has shown me how very far I am from the standard God places for us in the Bible (not only in the passages that specifically refer to wives, but also in any that refer to CHRISTIANS).
All of this to say, once again. God is good, and I am thankful.