Today, we’re continuing our series through the book of Malachi, and today our text is about marriage and divorce. I want to start this conversation with two stories from my own family.
My Grandpa Broward was an extremely gifted man, but not a good man.
As a young man, he directed “Broward’s Little Symphony,” which had a regular slot on the radio. If any of his musicians didn’t show up, he simply played their instrument for the night. Clarinet, cello, trombone, whatever - he could play them all.
As an old man, he ran a repair business for appliances and musical instruments. He could fix anything, but refrigerators and violins were his specialty.
But Grandpa was also an alcoholic womanizer. He had at least 9 children, that we know of, but we suspect more. He was a pretty nice guy when he was sober, but he was a mean drunk.
[From this point forward several of the facts have been corrected by my Aunt Judy, so they are a bit different from what I shared in the spoken sermon.]
A few of his darkest moments were when my grandma was in the hospital for surgeries, he brought home their cleaning woman for an affair right in front of the children.
[From this point forward several of the facts have been corrected by my Aunt Judy, so they are a bit different from what I shared in the spoken sermon.]
A few of his darkest moments were when my grandma was in the hospital for surgeries, he brought home their cleaning woman for an affair right in front of the children.
Although Grandma moved out and filed for divorce several times, she always reunited with Grandpa until my dad came home from basic training in the army. My dad told my grandpa that if he ever hit my grandma again, he would kill him. I think everyone in the family believed my dad would actually do it, so to protect my dad from killing his own father, my grandma finally went through with the divorce. That was what you might call a “good” divorce. It was unquestionably the right decision.
Years later, Grandma’s kids started becoming Christians, with the help of Chic Shaver, a local Nazarene pastor. Then, they began working on Grandma. They had almost convinced Grandma to give her life to Jesus, when Grandma asked, “If I become a Christian, can I join your church?”

