Why did you say yes?

You could have said no.

You knew- and you know- how I feel about it.

You say you never wanted to hurt me. But you didn't hesitate. You said yes, and then worried for days about how I'd feel.

What am I supposed to say? You matter to me. Our friendship is one of the best I've known. So I'll gather up the pieces and box them away. You'll never know how hurt and disappointed I am. I'll get the point where I can look you in the eye again and act as if nothing happened. To be able to laugh and joke and share again. Somehow.

It's going to take a while to get put back together.

Coffee preaching

I didn't know I was praying for myself.

I sat down at the table next to them and soon realized that I had become an accidental voyeur to a holy moment. 

He's only about my age, but he's preaching up a storm to his coffee buddy. I started praying that his words would be heard, that his audience would listen and understand. 

The more that I listened- without even intending to- the more I realized that I needed to hear what he was preaching too.

He's drawing analogies  I understand and.... 

and now he's gone.

I get up to follow, to thank him, but he's gone. 

Realizing you're asleep

Thinking a lot about the Truths behind this song today:



Really not just about marriage.