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This really helped me find my bearings in watching my dad reject my mom for someone like the person you are describing. No it doesn't make sense... She had him totally bewitched. Mom had be so loving and faithful... It blows my mind how he could trade what he had for something so cheap.
It matters not if cherished friends
On whom I leaned in vain,
Have wounded me in word or deed,
And left me with great pain.
What matters is, can I forgive,
Again and yet again?
Its not have they been true, but Lord,
Have I been true to them?
Twill matter not when evening comes how rough the road I've trod,
If only I have walked with Him,
And led some soul to God.
For when I wake to be like Him
Who saved me by His grace,
Earth's pain will vanish when I catch
One glimpse of His dear face.
(author anonymous)
It shook my faith to watch my preacher dad do something so awful. But but the storms make the trees roots grow deeper. I can't say I like storms, but I'm thankful to find God faithful when nothing else seems secure. Look to HIM! He CARES!!! And above all, FORGIVE your dad. Unforgivness is like poison, as deadly to the soul as cancer to the body. It simply is not worth it to hold a grudge. God will deal with the rewards of the wicked, and I think we can feel compassion when we reallize what that means. How sad! |
I feel for your grief! - newbie mt
