The end of an era

What do you do when something precious ends? Something you thought you’d never do. Something you thought would mean the end of you.

Does God still love me? Am I an unbeliever? Or have I come to the end of my rope and the only thing to do is let go and hope God is still my Abba.

I have doubted my salvation since my first wife left me, and now, with the end of a very long relationship coming to a close, I see God more clearly. Or do I?

The blessings of the relationship were significant and healing, but the limitations of the same were crushing and made me half insane.

I don’t want to cast myself into something else, but want the truth, and if that truth involves God and a future relationship with a good woman, then I will rejoice.

I hope my readers will not doubt God for my shortcomings, but rather know that there is a loving God who wants His children to be happy.

I used to tell myself that happiness was in Heaven, and that if I had to suffer on this Earth, that was okay, and it is okay, but unless I am wrong, God has shown me, oh man, what is good and what the Lord requires of me.

But to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with my God.

God be with you.