After he mentioned this development to me I became filled with excitement. I just couldn’t help myself! I fell asleep that night praying for my husband, praying that this opportunity would pan out in our favor.
The next morning, after he had left early for work, and I rose a bit later with the children, it was [at] the forefront of my mind again. I fell back into prayer for my husband immediately, praying fervently that he would receive the outcome he had mentioned.
I was beyond excited as I prayed. I imagined his increased income. I imagined myself being able to cut back on work and stay home with the children. All. The. Time! (Despite the fact that they may drive me bonkers, the thought of having the choice to stay home full time filled me with joy.)
I looked around my cramped bathroom as I prayed and imagined a big master bath! A new house with more square footage! The thought of all I had in store to gain from this opportunity made my heart rate increase, and I stepped up my intercession for my husband’s career.
Then it hit me.
Was I praying for him? Or was I praying for me?
What was the motivation for my prayer time? Was it for my spouse? Was it for what he desired? Had I even asked him?
Then I thought of God’s will. Was this opportunity what He had in mind for my husband?
When should you stop praying for your husband?
I was so busy praying away for what I felt was in my husband’s best interest, but in reality, I was really praying for myself. I was praying for what I wanted his career to be, and what it would mean for me.
