There is one last story I would like to share before beginning the 2011 wrap up. It’s the story that I was trying to run away from when I launched this blog at the start of this year however, this blog has inadvertently documented the journey I’ve had to take to really find freedom from the past. I hope that in telling this story, it will symbolically be buried and there will be no need for it to be mentioned again (except in the context of lessons learnt and for the purposes of encouraging others working through past hurts and pain).
So here it goes…
‘Girl A’ was friends with the ‘Boy’ who was dating ‘Girl B’. Girl B decided to break up with the Boy. Girl A comforted the Boy. A few days after, the Boy tells Girl A that he likes her. She brushed it off as him being on the rebound but maintained her friendship with him. That summer, the relationship deepened and Girl A and the Boy became the best of friends. She shared her deepest fears and dreams with him and he kept telling her he loved her and saw a future together with her. Against all wisdom and advice, she gave him her heart. She did things she swore she would never do with anyone but her husband. Though she loved him, she also knew she was become a person she didn’t recognise anymore. When she realised she was going down a path of no return, the relationship ended on mutual terms. Girl A and the Boy agreed to give it a year and then see where things would be then.
During all of that summer, the Boy had been trying to rebuild his friendship with Girl B. She at first didn’t want to talk to him and he was shattered. He was often upset about Girl B’s dismissal of him and Girl A was usually the one who had to pull him out of his low moods. After Girl A and the Boy had broken things off temporarily, Girl B decided that she wanted to get back together with the Boy. A few days before Girl A turned 21, the Boy did something that completely betrayed Girl A’s trust. Girl A told the Boy to work things out with Girl B or there would could be no future between them. She stepped aside and then, within 3 months, the Boy and Girl B were engaged to be married and Girl A began a painful journey of learning to forgive and allowing God to renew and restore what was lost.
And guess what? He (God) did it. How’d He do it? Read the posts from January 1, 2011 til now and you’ll see how ;).
I find it amusing now how the story that used to take me 3 hours to spew out, can now be condensed into 2 paragraphs. God is good.