Contributing Writers: Jami and Mark Nato
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Jami shares as she looks back on that day:
“my world literally collapsed. it was an out of body experience. i was so deeply upset, but could not comprehend that this situation was happening to me. this is crap you see on tv or in movies. but this was my life. i had two babies that needed a daddy, and daddy was maybe “in love” with someone he met 3 months earlier.i came to the harsh reality of becoming a single mother. for the first time ever, i felt so alone. i had to turn to God to give me energy to do the most menial of tasks…chewing food, drinking water, showering, changing diapers. my relationship with God morphed into something i had never experienced. in a really good way, but through a terrible means.
ladies and gentleman, please give a warm welcome to my husband, mark nato.
Alright, well hello…. Side note: despite what I’m about to share with you, we are able to say that our marriage is better now than it ever has been. So just keep that in the back of your mind as you read this.
One of the places I ran, was to the “arms” of another woman. Although no one knew it, I was becoming emotionally attached to this woman I worked with at a hospital. What started out as an emotional affair and what I thought would never “cross that line” DID. I thought, I’m a Christian, I’m better than that. How did I end up having a 1 night stand with her. I remember leaving feeling so ashamed and surprised at the darkness of my heart. So I decided to bury it and never tell anyone about this night. I continued to bury myself in work, it distracts me from thinking about what I had done. if I run hard and fast enough I’ll forget about what I not only had done to my wife and kids, but what I had done to Christ. So obviously, as unconfessed sin often does, it created a huge gap separating me away from Christ and my bride and everything else that was important. Of course, I was still able to look like a good Christian. But the reality was that secret was rotting inside of me and killing me.
Then a year later, I meet another young lady who I exchanged numbers with. I would often go into her place of work without my wedding ring on. My wife had no idea how messed up I was. We started texting, which lead to phone calls, then of course hanging out, then to where I’m basically dating this girl and spending more time with her than my wife. My days would consist of me waking up in the morning, going to work, coming home for 20 min and saying hi… I would fight with my wife about me being gone too much then escaping back to work or I would go hang out with my girlfriend. Leaving my crying, lonely wife alone with a toddler and a newborn, while I’m out acting like a bachelor. I’d go to bed at this other woman’s house, get up at about 3 am, come home, shower, get in bed with my wife for a couple of hours then get up and go to work and continue that cycle. It was obviously exhausting and really stupid. And of course, only lasted for about 2 months. All the lies were catching up to me.
After Jami found out about this she was at her parents for a week. During that time our pastors were with me just about every night. Speaking truth, loving on me, almost beating me up, and walking with me. They kept telling me that it would be wise to confess everything and if I didn’t, it would just make things harder. I heard them, but I thought you don’t realize how jacked up I am. I remember one of our pastors sitting at my table starting off one of our meetings saying that we’re all equally jacked up at this table. I didn’t believe him. So I don’t confess everything. I wasn’t ready.
After a couple of weeks of being back at home, God continued to bring things to the light and I continued to get caught in many other lies. I kept thinking that I could still hide things from Him. Well that didn’t last long. Jami and I eventually had to separate because more and more lies kept coming out. I was putting her through emotional distress because I couldn’t confess who I really had become. The thing is that I was caught. I didn’t feel convicted and I didn’t confess on my own. I was yanked out of my sin, thankfully…but I needed time to process what I had done.
At that point, we separated. For 2 long months. Seeing all that I had chosen to give up was when I was truly broken. When Jami saw the change, she let me back in the home. We both knew it would be difficult but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it right. So with lots of counseling, tears, confessing, hard work, time, foot rubs, JESUS, and a decision to stay committed, our marriage was able to survive.
the gospel of Jesus Christ is, in a nutshell, that we all have terrible things going on in our heart–whether we admit it or not. we miss the mark just as much as the most terrible person (that occasionally cusses)we can think of. and yet, He still loves us so much that he died for us. and forgives us. and rejoices when we come back from whatever pit we’ve dug ourselves into. infidelity, alcoholism, addiction, selfishness, fill in the blank. we all have crazy junk in our lives. i felt that God somehow gave me the ability to forgive my husband by holding up a mirror to my own sin and depravity. i needed God’s forgiveness just as much as my husband needed God’s forgiveness. what a concept. my husband did come back by the grace of God. we did go to marriage counseling twice a week for a very long time. definitely not perfect around here. but i will say that our marriage is better than it’s ever been. i look at him and i don’t see his sin. i mostly look at him and feel gratitude that he had the courage to come back. the courage to make a lot of changes and lead our family in the right direction.
Jami is a mom of 3 lovely children and wife to Mark. She is an amazing photographer and crafter who loves Jesus. You can read the rest of her marriage story of redemption at from the nato’s
first image via flicker-james fischer all other images belong to the Nato’s.