I have been looking for ways to say this very thing. I think of past friends, family members, those I haven’t talked to in months or years. Would they recognize me now? Would they know me, or I them? Did we ever know each other? Or was it all based on superficial crap like everything that’s mentioned here. Time is short, folks, it’s time to go deeper! Love!
The rising star in your church could just as quickly be a crashing fireball that burns out in seconds.
But at some point you need to quit punching yourself in the jaw and pick up your teeth from the tile.
Unless you held a gun at their head, it’s not your fault.
I know you’re mad at them, just as much as you’re mad at yourself. They were the ones who attended everything, who served every time, who called you at midnight when they were in trouble. You texted and emailed and Facebook chatted every day. You prayed over them on your knees at night, hoping God would lead them in incredible ways. You spent more time and money and energy on them than even your own family.
All for what? For them to cut you off like you never existed.
You could’ve done more, probably. There’s guilt about how…
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