I love to help people. It's always been my nature to nuture and want to "save" people from themselves. I have always found myself in drama situations. I am attracted to the problems people have and I want to find a solution.I want people to better. Some might say, thats very good and nice of you. I use to say it's a curse and only leads to disappointment and defeat.....
His name was John. Ruggedly handsome and charming. I had a crush on him since 13 years old when we went to church camp together. We reconnected 14 years later.. sounds like a fairytale right? In my mind, it was. He charmed me and I giggled and felt good..... I thought this it.. my chance to have a cool story to tell about how we reconnected and my life will be fabulous. Little did I know there was nothing fabulous about this story.
He was still married. Did I care? Nope. He was my "Prince Charming". John had issues and he needed me. He was trying to better his life and for me this was perfect. It was a real Johnny and June Cash story... he needs her and she saves him and they live happily ever after. John needed me. If he didn't then why was he in my life? God would never bring him in my life if this wasnt a real thing. John's problems were beyond me and my abilibty to change him. Instead he changed me, I was cynical and became someone I didnt recoginze. My friends knew my light and life were gone. He defeated me. I prayed everynight for a long time.... why? why why? Where am? Where did I go??? Though I knew this was wrong and me no where in sight, I did not faulter. I said I started a mission I will complete it. I will not just give up on him. I prayed every night and day that his heart and life choices would change but I also had another prayer. If this is not where I'm suppose to be change me and get me out of this. This went on for a little over a year. No sign of getting out.
After church one sunday, I heard the words that changed my life. "I'm moving to West Virginia"! What? No you can't!!! I thought I have invested all this time and effort and this can't end this way!!!! I haven't changed you!!!! That day he moved. I kept in contact with him for awhile but it's funny how prayer works. Contact became less and less and the words I had been praying had come to life. He got me out of the situtation that stole my soul. What now??
Enter my real life fairytale............... I stayed at the church which John and I had attended. I still sat with his family and they still treated me well. I started to laugh again. Where I have been? I can see a glimpse of me in that mirror...... then it happened. I started in my daily time with God and real time. Time of healing and focus on what I wanted to accomplish in my work for Him. There I was. It was wonderful.
Working and living in Lexington, I was like this is great. No focus on guys just me and my relationship with God. Funny how God is. He had a plan. It started like this....
I was browsing on my friend's profile on facebook and there he was. I was like oh my gosh, I forgot all about him. He is cute! Is he single? He is!! Nathan and I were friends in high school..... so why not see how he is doing??? I didn't at first. No. He may not remember you. God did not let me off that easy. Nathan made a post about finding a church... ok, God, I know what you are saying but I don't know. I just got myself back... this could be bad. God is persistant. He layed it on my heart to invite Nathan to Quest, so I did. And he responded and he went to church with me.
That day of church turned into me finding my best friend. He treats me like a lady, makes me feel like a kid again, encourages me, prays with me and for me, cooks for me, and the list goes on and on. I knew from the first time we hung out that God was real. Nathan wanted to go into the ministry and wanted to find a woman who was willing to work along beside him. His heart is beautiful and kind and exactly the story I will be telling for the rest of my life. I married him. God was there the whole time. John had a purpose he led me to my real Prince Charming.
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