You lie in bed, night after night, and ask God to release you of this situation; your heart is no longer in it. So many questions – very few answered. As God seems to be ever present, you remain silent and in prayer. This is a time in your life when you wish you could put the earth in REVERSE. But you can’t….
You’re not guilty of a thing, just a need for answers. When questions become obscure and mysteries capture your intuitiveness; you can count the days; this relationship has slammed into a dead end.
The metaphors are countless, so you go with your soul’s gut. You say, “I told you so” because trust, in its innocence, is first and the language we all bear. The ‘sorry’ never comes. “I’ll be damned if I’m wrong” seems to be the underlying tone. You watch their actions as you hope they are louder than what is spoken. But as metaphors go, silence is golden. Trying to stay strong, you repeat to yourself, “God’s got this”. The nights are long and lonely; the days are inscribed with the truth that lies in the shadows.
You watch their behavior as things you trust are all but relinquishing. The heavens are calling to be forthright as the night slips into the morning sun. Angels hover, but, to no avail as Satan never sleeps. The lies creep in like a flooded shoreline. So, you patiently sit with your arms folded, waiting for the tide to change.
God, I’ll wait for the truth to surface. Amen