On Praying for my Husband…

When I was in high school (back in the olden days…), the girls did a silly little thing that had me rolling my eyes. When they happened to look at the clock, if it was a time like 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, etc., they made a wish. Taught that making a wish into thin air was ridiculous because I sure as heck didn’t have a fairy godmother, I dismissed the practice.


But then one day, a friend told me that she had taken the idea and improved upon it. She didn’t make a wish, but she whispered a prayer to God for her husband. It was her form of wishing, but she knew exactly who answered her prayers. I don’t remember who this wise young woman was, but I liked her idea and adopted it.


For years, I’ve prayed little prayers for my husband at those serendipitous times when I happened to catch the clock at 12:12 or so forth. Lord, please send him quickly. Bless him. Keep him for me.


Since getting married, I’ve wondered what to do with this practice. I’ve let a little giggle escape a few times. I don’t need to pray for God to send him to me any longer. He’s here! Hallelujah!


The other day I happened to look at the clock at 11:11. I looked over at my husband who was driving me home from visiting my family in Iowa and smiled, thinking of how God had finally answered all those prayers.


I decided to start thanking Him every time I see those familiar numbers on the clock.


Thank You, Lord, for answering my prayers. Thank You for providing in such a wonderful way. And God, please continue to bless this man, this precious gift from Your hand.


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