When Tears Become Testimonies
The envelope sat on Karen's kitchen counter for three days before she could bring herself to open it. She knew what was inside. The divorce papers. The official end to seventeen years of marriage, three kids, and a lifetime of dreams that would never come true. Her hands trembled as she finally tore open the seal, and the tears she'd been holding back for weeks came flooding out. She slid down the kitchen cabinets until she was sitting on the floor, sobbing so hard she couldn't catch her breath. This wasn't how her story was supposed to go. This wasn't the testimony she'd planned to share someday. She was supposed to be the couple that made it, the marriage that survived, the testimony of faithfulness and restoration. Instead, she was sitting on her kitchen floor at two in the afternoon, mascara running down her face, wondering how she'd ever put the pieces back together. "God, what are you doing?" she whispered through her tears. "How cou...