With a fashionable moment and a secret applause, the audience in my brain continues the cheer me on. The frequencies of an addiction so apparent to me, the fact that I was made to love a woman which I have not been apparently set free. Set free from the emotions and hurt pent up inside, maybe even some anguish which has taken over my pride, but through all the storms and disarray, I was made to love that woman whom knows who she is if she reads this page.
Time and time again I try to force my mind to get over it, people telling me that there are plenty of other fish in the sea. But what if I was created to love her, and when I say her, I'm taking about this one specific woman whom have kept my attention and kept me on my toes these past two years of my life. Confused? Of course, I am confused to the fact of where do I go from here, what do I say now. I'm at a moment where it seems as if I'm at another period of stagnation of my life, highly due in part to waiting on her.
So maybe that's it, I was made to wait on her like Adam had to wait for Eve. I was made to wait for her like Jacob waited for Leah and Joseph waited for Mary. What if I truly was made to love her, like Christ love's his church? What if this is all a test of my faith?
Sometimes my heart feels that my time with this beauty is long and gone, our time has been spent, and at other times I feel that we truly will be married one day. It's just that in life, that one day doesn't seem to come soon enough. I can recall how Adam had to endure a deep sleep before his helpmate appeared. Adam also endured a moment of transformation in the removal of his rib. Maybe that's just it for me, I am in a moment of sleep, and the transition of my life must be complete before her and I can unite. I must be completely formed, brand new and made in the image of Christ.
So, was I truly made to love her, or is my mind playing tricks on me? Is the clapping that's going off in my brain a trick from the enemy, or is there really a chance for me? I believe that I was made to love her, but to truly understand and know, I must now let time go and let history show.
Time and time again I try to force my mind to get over it, people telling me that there are plenty of other fish in the sea. But what if I was created to love her, and when I say her, I'm taking about this one specific woman whom have kept my attention and kept me on my toes these past two years of my life. Confused? Of course, I am confused to the fact of where do I go from here, what do I say now. I'm at a moment where it seems as if I'm at another period of stagnation of my life, highly due in part to waiting on her.
So maybe that's it, I was made to wait on her like Adam had to wait for Eve. I was made to wait for her like Jacob waited for Leah and Joseph waited for Mary. What if I truly was made to love her, like Christ love's his church? What if this is all a test of my faith?
Sometimes my heart feels that my time with this beauty is long and gone, our time has been spent, and at other times I feel that we truly will be married one day. It's just that in life, that one day doesn't seem to come soon enough. I can recall how Adam had to endure a deep sleep before his helpmate appeared. Adam also endured a moment of transformation in the removal of his rib. Maybe that's just it for me, I am in a moment of sleep, and the transition of my life must be complete before her and I can unite. I must be completely formed, brand new and made in the image of Christ.
So, was I truly made to love her, or is my mind playing tricks on me? Is the clapping that's going off in my brain a trick from the enemy, or is there really a chance for me? I believe that I was made to love her, but to truly understand and know, I must now let time go and let history show.
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Micheal, this is such an incredible write my friend. I throughly enjoyed it, particularly your closing line, which took my breath away: "I must now let time go and let history show." Wow, this is a breathless statement with which to end an awesome article friend. I thank you. A definite "Thumbs Up!" : - )
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