This is kind of a long story in order to tell how God answered my prayer, but I just have to share it. Well it started when we were younger with what I thought was our perfect family, my mom, dad, (our ages now)brother(26), sister(23) and me(21). I thought everything was great, we went to church, and we were a very close family. Of course I grew up always hearing my parents say they'll never get a divorce.
Then we moved to Alaska after my dad got my mom to say yes, and we drove from North Carolina to Alaska in our mini van, the 5 of us and our 150 pound dog. The trip lasted a couple of months, it was the best time of my life,lol.
So anyway a couple years went by and we bought a house, and things were still what I thought were perfect. Also Ive been saved since I was 5 when my mom told me about the prayer to ask Jesus in my heart,I know thats when I got saved but I guess I didn't live for God as much as I should have, like I never really had a reason to run to God because I didnt think I needed to,So as sad as it is, my parents getting a divorce was probably the best thing that God has done for me. Since that happened ive never felt closer to God in my life.Its like He flipped my world upside down and all I could do is grab Him. And I know if they hadn't got a divorce I wouldve never had that special relationship with God. Its been a hard and bumpy road ever since but I've never let go of Him. So anyway, a few more years went by and just for the short version without the details my dad decided he didnt love my mom anymore, and he wanted a divorce, which was the worst time in my life.
I didnt know what to think in the situation but to 1 be there for my mom and 2 bottle up any and every emotion to stay strong, even if it meant to completely cut my dad out of my life, although i've never hated him, just very confused and sad and maybe a little angry. So Then we found out he got married and had a baby right away with someone 20 years younger than him.
So anyway the first 3 years were probably the scariest time in my life, and through all the 5 years my dad has been gone, I got to the point where I just didnt think of him ever. he would occasionaly come over to help us with emergencies with the house, but I avoided him ,none of us wanted to see him,my mom would just cry if she heard his name, so my brother would talk and deal with him, he was about 21 at the time, now hes 26 and married and just so you know my brother is the most bravest, godliest and strongest person in this world, I look up to him so much ecspecialy since my dad left.
Hes very protective of me and my sister.
so about the 5th year this all happened Ive definetly forgave my dad since than for everything and my brother told me to have a relationship with him again because when i;m older I wouldve wanted to, and BTW my dad wanted a relationship this whole time with us he would cry alot when we talked on the phone sometimes.
So the 5th or 6th year I finally started to miss my dad but I didnt want to tell anyone, so one night I was telling God I miss my dad alot and I was crying alot, and I told God I dont care how it happens I just want to see him and be around him, Because I almost didnt think it would be possible because the way my mom was, like she couldnt see him without crying so thats why I told God I dont care how he does it I just needed to see him. So dont ask me how but 2 weeks later my dad was living with us! now before I explain my mom and dad are never getting back together, But the part I was wondering if its bad or not is that my dad is still married to the other lady, I know this all sounds wierd but I guess being in the actuall situation sometimes I feel its ok. Then I feel so happy because I feel that God answered my prayer so forget about the akwardness, Im just really confused right now. Technicly hes still married but there separated and ofcourse it seems normol for my mom and dad to be around eachother. I guess I'll explain how he ended up living here, it started with him and my mom started talking without my mom freaking out wich I think is a good thing, Then my mom asked my dad to build us some shelves for our daycare, and my dad said sure because he loves building things.
Then he would be over late and the apartment he rented was so far away he didnt think it was worth driving all the way there just to sleep, so my mom asked if he wanted to sleep in the extra bedroom down stairs just to be nice, and he started sleeping here a little more and a little more until now he just lives here now, And we do lots of fun things like bowling and playing mario kart together, I just really missed him, im not sure if he's saved or not, obviously growing up I always thought he was but Im not sure.
We got him a bible for Christmas and he goes to church with us. And sometimes my parents still fight even now that ther divorced and I told God "Wow I just wanted to see him not for him to live here" lol but I did say I dont care how he does it, so should I just praise God for answering my prayers or think it not right for my dad to live here, or was it God that had my dad live here, sorry I wrote so long, and some how my praise turned into needing advice.
Then we moved to Alaska after my dad got my mom to say yes, and we drove from North Carolina to Alaska in our mini van, the 5 of us and our 150 pound dog. The trip lasted a couple of months, it was the best time of my life,lol.
So anyway a couple years went by and we bought a house, and things were still what I thought were perfect. Also Ive been saved since I was 5 when my mom told me about the prayer to ask Jesus in my heart,I know thats when I got saved but I guess I didn't live for God as much as I should have, like I never really had a reason to run to God because I didnt think I needed to,So as sad as it is, my parents getting a divorce was probably the best thing that God has done for me. Since that happened ive never felt closer to God in my life.Its like He flipped my world upside down and all I could do is grab Him. And I know if they hadn't got a divorce I wouldve never had that special relationship with God. Its been a hard and bumpy road ever since but I've never let go of Him. So anyway, a few more years went by and just for the short version without the details my dad decided he didnt love my mom anymore, and he wanted a divorce, which was the worst time in my life.
I didnt know what to think in the situation but to 1 be there for my mom and 2 bottle up any and every emotion to stay strong, even if it meant to completely cut my dad out of my life, although i've never hated him, just very confused and sad and maybe a little angry. So Then we found out he got married and had a baby right away with someone 20 years younger than him.
So anyway the first 3 years were probably the scariest time in my life, and through all the 5 years my dad has been gone, I got to the point where I just didnt think of him ever. he would occasionaly come over to help us with emergencies with the house, but I avoided him ,none of us wanted to see him,my mom would just cry if she heard his name, so my brother would talk and deal with him, he was about 21 at the time, now hes 26 and married and just so you know my brother is the most bravest, godliest and strongest person in this world, I look up to him so much ecspecialy since my dad left.
Hes very protective of me and my sister.
so about the 5th year this all happened Ive definetly forgave my dad since than for everything and my brother told me to have a relationship with him again because when i;m older I wouldve wanted to, and BTW my dad wanted a relationship this whole time with us he would cry alot when we talked on the phone sometimes.
So the 5th or 6th year I finally started to miss my dad but I didnt want to tell anyone, so one night I was telling God I miss my dad alot and I was crying alot, and I told God I dont care how it happens I just want to see him and be around him, Because I almost didnt think it would be possible because the way my mom was, like she couldnt see him without crying so thats why I told God I dont care how he does it I just needed to see him. So dont ask me how but 2 weeks later my dad was living with us! now before I explain my mom and dad are never getting back together, But the part I was wondering if its bad or not is that my dad is still married to the other lady, I know this all sounds wierd but I guess being in the actuall situation sometimes I feel its ok. Then I feel so happy because I feel that God answered my prayer so forget about the akwardness, Im just really confused right now. Technicly hes still married but there separated and ofcourse it seems normol for my mom and dad to be around eachother. I guess I'll explain how he ended up living here, it started with him and my mom started talking without my mom freaking out wich I think is a good thing, Then my mom asked my dad to build us some shelves for our daycare, and my dad said sure because he loves building things.
Then he would be over late and the apartment he rented was so far away he didnt think it was worth driving all the way there just to sleep, so my mom asked if he wanted to sleep in the extra bedroom down stairs just to be nice, and he started sleeping here a little more and a little more until now he just lives here now, And we do lots of fun things like bowling and playing mario kart together, I just really missed him, im not sure if he's saved or not, obviously growing up I always thought he was but Im not sure.
We got him a bible for Christmas and he goes to church with us. And sometimes my parents still fight even now that ther divorced and I told God "Wow I just wanted to see him not for him to live here" lol but I did say I dont care how he does it, so should I just praise God for answering my prayers or think it not right for my dad to live here, or was it God that had my dad live here, sorry I wrote so long, and some how my praise turned into needing advice.
