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She shopped when far away from home and lonely. As a way to fulfill her longing for family. When sad. To settle her mind and calm her nerves.
But if His plan didn’t include a husband or a family, then why had He placed this particular desire in her heart in the first place?
Fake perfection was tiring. The mistakes you didn’t confess accumulated more and more mass over time. No one ministered to you because you were busy broadcasting the fact that you didn’t need ministering to.
The passing of years gave gifts. But the passing of years also stole things from you.
He hated that he was the only person, other than his father, involved in this decision. Corbin had no siblings. His dad had no wife. Corbin was it, his father’s closest family member. As heavy as that responsibility had seemed at other points in Corbin’s life, it had never seemed heavier than it did now.
When asked what qualities they wanted in a boyfriend, no woman ever said, I’d like him to pay attention. But they should. Because that was the thing that slayed her the most.
Corbin saw her. And not just the outward part of her that everyone else saw. He saw her sense of humor, which usually went unnoticed. He saw the scars that her mother’s abandonment had left. He saw her idiosyncrasies and her strengths and her weaknesses and seemed to find beauty in the whole.
Perhaps she’d been so bent on protecting herself from the improbable that, somewhere along the line, she’d stopped believing in the miraculous.
For long minutes she simply stood, unmoving and praying, letting herself feel God’s love. His love wasn’t narrow, the way she’d tried to make it. It was the widest and deepest love there was.
He loved her without reservations. Without keeping a record of her wrongs. As far as the east is from the west, that’s how far He’d removed her sins from her.
Lord God, make something beautiful out of our mistakes, in your time.
Just because God started you on one path didn’t mean He intended to keep you on that path all your life.
Her doubts about quitting needed to step to the side and get out of her way because she didn’t want to go where God wasn’t leading.
He hadn’t done any of the destructive things he’d done in the past when life had sent him reeling. God had been holding him together.
This God of his was a God who was determined to set broken things right.
She’d put time and heart and money into making this house as fabulous as it could possibly be and, even so, this showplace wasn’t home.
Home was God. Home was the people He gave you to love while you were on this earth.
“For God in all his fullness was pleased to live in Christ, and through him God reconciled everything to himself. He made peace with everything in heaven and on earth by means of Christ’s blood on the cross.” COLOSSIANS 1:19–20 NLT
