I’ve actually never confessed this to my husband.

I was so concerned that he would have an affair- that I contrived to have one myself!

It all started many years ago… Several of my friends found out that their husbands were having affairs. My heart broke as I saw each family devastated. I got paranoid about my own husband. Paranoia consumed me until finally I asked the Lord what I should do.

Instantly thoughts flooded my mind. What is it that men want in an affair? Ahh yes, I see…

They want “that woman” who adores him, listens to his every dream, wants to hear his every thought, cherishes him as none other, dresses to impress him, has fun flirting and playing with him, spends every spare moment with him… Who wouldn’t want that?!

Lord, help me to be “that woman.”

Determination set in. I will be “that woman.” I will! We will have the love affair of all love affairs!

There will no need unmet.

It all started like that.

I threw away all my frumpy clothes and started to dress pretty, every day. He loved the feminine look of dresses and my hair down. For many years I mowed 5 acres of grass in a dress. Yes I did!

When he came home from work, I no longer complained about how hard my day was—even though it took every ounce of everything in me to keep my mouth closed. I grabbed him and kissed him like I hadn’t seen him in months.

We ate dinner together, every night. If he was 3 hours late, the kids and I waited and waited. He would say, ” You guys should have eaten without me?”  No phones were on the table, no answering calls, no computer open, no television on… just listening to each other over dinner.

We went to bed at the same time, whether it was 11PM or 4AM. I stayed with him. If he was working on the computer, I got mine and worked next to him. If he wanted to watch a movie, I sat next to him and watched it too, alright… I fell asleep!

If he went to the hardware store or anywhere- we loaded all 5 kids into the vehicle and away we went, together, no matter what time, how cold or hot it was outside.

His friends were my friends and my friends were his. His bank account was my bank account. His vacation was my vacation.  We never went on separate excursions. We lived as one, because we vowed on our wedding day- that we, though two, would become one flesh.

I cherished and adored him. It was the love affair of all love affairs- and still is.

That was many years ago. You know what? That love affair changed our marriage! I actually enjoyed all the changes. Don’t get me wrong, our marriage has taken a lot of hard work. But it’s worth it all! I would encourage you to ask God for His help with your marriage and to have the love affair of all love affairs- with your husband.  Sometimes the love story doesn’t end like mine. Satan wants nothing more than to destroy marriage and families. Beloved friends, Let’s fight for our marriages!

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