By Glenna Marshall
I used my journal to chronicle what was happening in real time, and then I did the only thing I felt I had any power to do—I prayed for my husband.
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I used my journal to chronicle what was happening in real time, and then I did the only thing I felt I had any power to do—I prayed for my husband.
Read MoreBy Glenna Marshall
Throughout my seventeen years as a ministry wife, I’ve handled my discouragement in some unhelpful ways. At times, I’ve withdrawn from my church, ranted inwardly, and succumbed to bitterness. None of those actions have served to rouse my affections for Christ or His Bride, so I’ve had to reexamine what it really means to cast my cares on the Lord.
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