About a week and a half ago my husband and I were attending our old church when a friend shared some very upsetting news with us. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. My first thought was to go, to help...but I soon realized that I was beyond helping. I was heartbroken. We both were.
We've thought about it a lot since then; the situation and our feelings surrounding it. We've talked about it almost every night and well, I think I've finally gotten my thoughts together.
We are too quick to judge.
We are selfish.
We have forgotten that GOD is in control!
All things work together for His greater good. Everything. Even this and all that led up to this.
I do not feel sorry for this man. My opinion of him has not changed. His own opinion has, I know...but I will always view him as a father figure. He will always be the man that I know he is in my mind's eye...and my husband's as well.
We all fall from grace. We all have battles that we feel we can not fight. I mostly wish I could tell him how much he means to me without it seeming like...sympathy, I guess. I'm at peace with it all at this point. I know that God will take care of him and all that he's been through. God loves him and so do I. I just ask that any and all who read this keep him in your prayers. I know he needs them and would appreciate them greatly.