Praying aloud doesn’t come easy for my husband. I remember when we first were married and he would pray silently at the dinner table. I wondered, slightly, what was wrong with him.
In my home we prayed loudly, sometimes right in the heat of the moment. Mom would be lecturing us about our behavior and then her lecture would turn into a prayer. At the dinner table we sang prayers and laughed through prayers and if the mood struck us right, we’d beg my dad to pray in french and then interpret.
But then I grew up and found out that many people didn’t do that. For some, prayers were simple and short and, as in my husband’s case, often silent.
But slowly, over time, he’s stepped into the ability to pray aloud boldly.
And I love it. I love that he has been willing to walk through that which is not comfortable, and in the process, God has been able to use him greatly. In my life and in the lives of those around us.
In our home it will never be my husband who starts singing a prayer. Ever. (Although he does periodically pray in Creole.) But he does stop and publicly invite God into our situation, time after time.
And I love him for it.
It can be hard when a spouse has a totally different experience in certain parts of daily life. Has your husband ever surprised you by stepping out of his comfort zone? Have you honored him for it?