That sounds funny doesn't it? But that's what I'm doing.
T got a contract to work on a building out in North Dakota so he asked if I could keep the woodstove going and feed the dogs and cats. Of course I said "Yes", it meant I would be able to sleep on my own sleep-number bed!! Aaaaahhh... I have missed that thing!
He said he'd be gone a "few weeks" at first, then said it would be two weeks. He told me he was leaving Monday afternoon on the 8th December. I met him there before he left. I felt the need to talk to him about something God had impressed on my heart the weekend before.
T really didn't want to talk, but finally said, "Ok, hurry up" when I told him I had a couple things I needed to say before he left. I waited until he was done doing something on his phone and said, "You've said that you're no longer in pain since you took your feelings away from me, right?" He said that was right. I asked him, "You know that you not being in pain doesn't mean God healed you, right?" He just stared at me. After about 30 seconds I said, "You don't feel pain because you've stuffed it. And feelings never stay buried. They eventually come bubbling up... often much worse than before and almost always at the worst time." He just stared at me some more. I told him I didn't want him to have to be in that kind of pain. ...more staring... Then I said, "God wants to heal us... together." Which was met by more stares. About a minute of silence followed as he stared at me and tied his boots. I finally said, "That's all I needed to say." He got up and said, "Well, I gotta get going."
His reactions were confirmation of what God has asked me to do... to step back. It's a crossroads, of sorts. I feel God is saying I have done more than enough and given him more than enough time to come back with very little complication. It's time to step back and get out of the way of the consequences headed in T's direction.
I hurt for him! But I can't rescue him!
No comments:
Post a Comment