Praying for the enemy

I had a long conversation with my mom-in-law today about my husband. I rarely hear from him, much less hear about his newest adventure. But there are times when I find out what he is up to and it makes me so sad I want to facepalm myself. It's amazing that a man with so much intelligence can get himself into such stupid problems. But we were once together and had a child together and that makes us family no matter what, no matter how far we are from each other physically, spiritually and emotionally. And I held the longest grudge against him, for many years, for many reasons. He was my enemy.

So imagine my surprise when I realized today that I was really hoping for him to be ok. My fingers all of a sudden were intertwined and I was praying fervently for my husband to find God. Imagine me praying for "the enemy" because he really needs God more than ever in his life. Imagine that there was nothing more on my mind other than hoping he is ok wherever he is, whatever he is doing. I forgive him. 

Please God, just let him find you, like I have found you, let him have a genuine encounter with You, let him fall in love with You!

And then imagine the joy of realizing that this bond that has united us  for so long was cut, without me even realizing it. I am free of hate, judgement, anger and hurt. And what bonds us now is that the Lord put in me to pray hard for him. What bonds us now is love.

Yes, this is the kind of supernatural healing that God promises. And I have no doubt that my husband will find God wherever he is.  I hope only that it happens sooner than later. But it's also in God's hands, within God's perfect plan.