As our marriage turns 17 this year, I’d like to take this moment to reflect on the journey we’ve shared—and how it is only by God’s grace that we’ve been able to walk this path together.
We started with nothing. Slowly, we built our home, our careers, and what little wealth we now have. God entrusted us with three beautiful boys. With minimal help from our parents, we raised and nurtured them on our own. Now, as they grow, we begin to see the fruits slowly blooming.
This year, we celebrated simply—no fancy dinners, no fashionable outfits. Just the two of us enjoying each other’s company. Sometimes, less truly is more. No pressure to be “Instagrammable”—and yes, budgeting played a part too.
Since I’m no longer working and not contributing financially, we have to be more mindful about our spending. In the past few months, I’ve struggled with discouragement. I couldn’t secure a job, and even the business I poured myself into has yet to show results. I felt like a failure, filled with self-doubt.
Yet through it all, God’s grace has been quietly guiding me. I’m now in the midst of a 54-day novena—praying for my soul, my family, my business, and for others who need prayer.
Halfway through this journey, I felt God gently reminding me of my true vocation—and of His commandments.
I’ve come to realize that my foremost calling is to be a wife and mother.
A wife who prays for her husband, who loves and supports him unconditionally.
A mother who nurtures, loves, and is truly present—especially now, as our kids face major exams and critical milestones.
God never asked me to be a successful career woman or mompreneur. That may come—but it’s a bonus, not the goal. I now see that I had misplaced my priorities. I was chasing personal success while emotionally neglecting the very people closest to me, even though I was physically present.
Now, I believe God is purifying me—refining my intentions, my life, and even the business I’m building. There were times I grew impatient, tried to force outcomes, and ended up making things worse.
So here I am—learning to surrender. Offering God my humble five loaves and two fish. He’s not finished with me yet. But today, I feel a sense of peace. I’m choosing to be more present, to really listen—to my husband, to my children, and to God.
I’m grateful for these 17 years: full of lessons, challenges, and victories.
And I pray that with each passing day, we’ll continue to grow—more mature in our relationship, in our way of life, and most importantly, in our faith.
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