I woke up this morning thinking I had had a nightmare.
Last night you say it is too hard for you to do the Long Distance thing. It’s not what you wanted in the first place. I forced it on you.
I don’t know where we’re at anymore.
I love you I love you I love you. My heart hurts, but it’s yours.
All I can do is pray for God’s will to be done, and that our hearts will open up to the gifts of the Spirit.
The suffering- it’s a call to be closer to God.
I don’t know what the future holds, and I’m strangely ok with that, because I know that it’s in His hands anyway. He is so good.
Two verses from Romans struck me this morning:
5:3-5 “Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”
12: 2 “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.”
We’ve placed our relationship in the fire. It will test it, prove it, purify it, and make it new. That is the hope I rest on.