Cause truth is none of those other things in that run-on sentence matter cause me and Mr. Right aren't on the best of terms right now. We've gone through the knockdown drag out scream and fight stage. We're passed the broken and sobbing on the bathroom floor stage. So now we're stuck in the middle of the frozen hopeless tundra of "I'm not talking to you" and ignore it so maybe it'll just go away stage. All of these stages are deeply painful in their own way. I feel like I've constantly had my heart re-ripped from my chest each time I transitioned from one stage to the next. Just when I think I've healed, the knife plunges in again and I'm gripped the worst imaginable pain. Until now it has seemed a cycle with no end in sight, but tonight I spent a lot of time thinking through the past couple months and I've come to some astonishing conclusions.
There are two big things that I've realized from all of it. First of all, that most if not all of this is my fault. I did this. I messed up; I messed up everything. I set the things in motion that have brought us to this place - this awful hopeless place we are now. Secondly I realize that all the different stages I previously mentioned, yea I went through them alone. You never yelled, cried or ignored me. I just did all that to you. You just stood their with your arms wide open, proclaiming your unfailing love for me! Love that stretches farther than east is from the west, is deeper than any depth of the sea, and longer than any span of time.
In case you haven't guessed by now the Mr. Right I'm talking about is no boy here on Earth but my heavenly Father. I'm so tired of fighting with him about the same old things. The same fears and frustrations that keep me bogged down. I want to let them go but the devil keeps throwing them right back in my face. Just when I think I'm doing alright and am making progress in healing those fears and frustrations pop back up knocking me off my feet once again to the point where I almost no longer want to get up and keep going. Wouldn't it be easier to just lay here, curl up in a ball, and cry? Yes it would, but it's not what I'm going to do. I can't if do that then the devil wins - he gets the victory over my soul - I'd be useless for Christ. I have to keep pushing onward, running after Christ and never give up. Psalm 37:23-24 says "The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD, and He delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the LORD upholdeth him with His hand." So though I may fail and may fall, I will continue to rise again not in my own strength but in His. The creator of heaven and earth is with me at all times. I realize now I've been trying to do this in my own strength but I can't it just doesn't work that way. Without God, I fail! With God I can do all things! So though my heart my still hurts and I don't fully understand I'm trusting that he knows best because He is God and His way is the right way. He is my Mr. Right - for now and forever. So for all you girls who worry about finding your Mr. Right or if you're obsessing over your Mr. Right Now. I plead with you to focus on the one who loves you more than anyone else. Who gave His life to know you and gives you hope in this promise.



