Spirit on the Move

I have been able to spend more time in prayer and in the Word of God this week.  I have been able because I'm no longer making excuses.  Currently, it seems as my marriage is in the deepest valley since the beginning.  My husband and I are both working diligently.  I realized yesterday afternoon God had answered a prayer of ours from a few months ago.  As I've said before, we used to drink often.  We never seemed to have much in common unless we had a beer in our hand.  Lately; however, our hands have been empty.  I'm glad for our recent transformation, though I miss my husband.  We are slowly finding activities to do together.  Yesterday, we volunteered to be bell ringers for the Salvation Army for three hours.  We had a blast.  Laughing until our faces hurt, we stood and rang the familiar bell.  We look forward to doing that again. 
I feel as though the core of the blogject is deeper than I originally sought it out to be.  Truthfully, for the most part, I do not respect my husband the way I should.  Though I am working on it.  I know now this cannot be a completely one sided issue.  We have never been in this situation before:  assuming our rightful, biblical roles.  My husband is not sure how to take the reigns and run with it.  We are making progress.  Sometimes when he asks a question, I ignore him.  What he is doing is putting all the work on me and waiting to reap the outcome.  He needs to take charge, he needs to put his faith in God and believe God will provide him with the tools necessary to be a great husband.  Unfortunately for me, I'm so impatient and think this should be an overnight process instead of small steps of faith.  God is showing me how to be patient, loving, encouraging, and all the while, learning to respect my husband. 
I have missed being eager about this blogject, missed being on fire for the Holy Spirit.  No one is to blame but myself.  This week, I can feel the Spirit moving in my heart and I'm loving it.  I am now able to think about my marriage and believe again of the hope I had in the beginning of this blogject.  God is amazing.

One good thing my husband did:  Let me eat dinner first before we started ringing the bell outside.