what strange circumstances...
are there really powers of good and evil (such as God and the devil) at work?or is it all just coincidence... ?
are people always as good or bad, as decent or corrupt as they are, from the begining of their life till the end?
can people change who they are? does everyone have the same hope of becoming a better person if they want it bad enough?
can good ever be used for evil purposes?can evil ever be used for good?
what is trully bad or evil?
is pain bad?
are humans bad by nature? or by deed? or both?
is any ailment or discomfort from the Devil alone, or is it just a natural order of life?
is this life tainted?
is the human race bound to destruction, always?
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here i sit, on the first day of the new year, pondering so many things..
how i got here
how my life has fallen apart all around me
how there are fleeting glimpses of hope around every corner
and how every road before me is notedly marked with pain...
can i rise up from these ashes?
am i to be a bird of flame to drop jaws all around, or a pile of rubble left on display for all to citique and laugh at.?
new years eve, for me, was spent in torment and greif , both physically and emotionally (mentally all around as well)
... i had plans to go out and 'have a good time', despite the fact that the one man i ever trully loved has betrayed me, and my heart has been broken, possibly beyond repair...
i thought i would go 'out with the girls' and revel in my new freedom, nevermind that every sight of couples kissing brings anger and tears to my eyes. every ounce of laughter rings in my ear, and every time i turn i still wish i saw him next to me...
but then it started... first with a group of my freinds going to the city, and me finally admitting to myself that it really was too far a journey, both for my wallet and for my kids who would lie asleep in bed and miss me in the morning if i were not there or too hungover to get up...
then, in the midst of aiming for a more local plan of 'fun for the night' came the increasing pain in my neck.... shooting, stabbing.... first as a dull background sort of pain, then as a wincing breathtaking pain that robbed my smile and fortitude with every movement....
but, just as i was considering cancelling my plans with my number one girl, because, the ibuprofen wasn't helping and the muscle relaxers made me too tired to keep my eyes open... my 'husband' calls.
'i'd like to see the kids tonight if i could....' he was saying
'i'd like to go out and have fun....' i was saying, thinking i might make it after all, not wanting to let him know what i was going through.. i wanted to appear free.. unhurt by him anymore.. and unhindered in any other way.... totally over him... 'i have a life, you know' i'd say to myself...
but he heard the short breathes... he could tell i was afflicted by something, he could hear my agony...
as the truth came out he decided to offer the unthinkable...
'i'll come over.. if you'll let me... i'll help with the kids, while you get ready, if you do want to go out, i'll help you with dinner.. i'll rub your neck, i'll serve you, i'll do everything you ask, i'll do anything....'
i was so torn with these words... here he is, offering things he rarely, if ever, offered while we were together... and here i was, trying to make dinner in increasing torture, it becoming more and more difficult to move, let alone prepare something to eat, and who was i kidding? i wasn't going out! i wanted to die it hurt so bad, even though i had taken over a 1000mg of painkillers and muscle relaxers... and the kids were rambunctious and wanting attention, and my parents needed help themselves, as their old bodies are falling apart as it is, and they can't pick the girls up, or bend over hardly, or wait on me hand and foot, as he was offering to do, and as i was quite obviously needing some one to do....
and what was i to do?call my freind and say, 'ok, i know you got your boyfreind there, who you haven't seen in a while, and i know we planned to go out tonight.. but can you just come over here, and finish making our dinner for me, and spoon feed me, and make me a hot pad to lay my neck on, and play with my kids till they're ready for bed, and put them in bed for me too?...???? please please please????
when all the while, here is the one man, who not only would do it if i asked, but was begging me to LET HIM DO IT!!!
well.. what can i say?
i gave in...
our kids adore him, and the oldest, as soon as she knew it was him on the phone, was all too delighted to hear from him and chatter away with him, and i knew he would not only 'watch' them, but would have fun with them, and they would be good for him, and my mom and i could finish dinner, or i could pass out on the couch while everything got taken care of, without screaming kids or messes being made....
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and what have i to say....?
how was i to know that it really would get that bad, and the piankillers really wouldn't ever kick in, and i really would end up passing out before the countdown, and he really would wait on me hand and foot, and he really would prove himself to not only be the one person suitable to 'take care of me the rest of my life' but that he is also proving himself to be more willing then he ever was.. to just make me happy.. to just be a man,,, and father and husband....
oh God oh God oh God....
do i really have it in me to give him another chance?
can i really agree to hold off on the divorce, just get a 'separation' and really let him move all the way to a new city, that neither of us has lived in before, and let him take the offer his uncle is handing him, (which is a really good offer at that, nevermind the ONLY offer) to start a new life, get a great job, with all the benfits a job should have, our own place- for the first time ever... and oh God oh God oh God!!!!
what if he really CAN do it this time? what if we really can start over, and really make it work.. really have, not just a good happy marriage but, a great fantastic, wonderful marriage? where he really is humble, and kind, and loving, where he really does respect me, and treat me not just good and right, but like a queen.. ok maybe i sound selfish here... but...
as pissed off as i want to be, and am.. .as angry and hurt and betrayed and abused, and neglected and disrespected and and hurt as i have ever felt, and mostly still do feel now...
when i really ask myself what i want, what i've wanted all along... it is for him to love me... like in the begining... before kids, before poverty, before all his fancy ideas and big plans, before he got distracted and dissillusioned.. before he forgot HOW to love me, and how important it is to provide stability, and support, and affection... before all the crap that he put us through...
what if people really can change?
what if God really can heal my heart?
what i really can love and trust him again?
what if dreams really do come true?
what if what if what if?????
well i may be a fool, maybe the biggest one ever.. but i am starting to really want it.... and even think it might be possible.....
maybe it isn't possible....
but what would be the harm, in letting him, just this ONE, LAST, time... to try... to prove it... for real....
if he does fail, well, he already has....
but if he succeeds....
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Atim
Love hopes all things. this isn't meant to be a remark that you should take him back, but merely an observation from reading your blog, that GOD's love is in you. because LOVE hopes all things. and the only love that i've ever encountered that hopes all things is the LOVE of GOD.
peace to you in the new year and praise the MOST high for hope.
Posted by Atim on Monday, January 01, 2007 at 8:08 PM
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Anam Cara
oh honey pie. i hope you figure everything out. reading that gave me an eerie feeling. because i now know what you are going to do and i also know what i think you should do. and they are not the same. feel your way through this. with your heart and with your mind.
Posted by Anam Cara on Tuesday, January 02, 2007 at 7:08 AM
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jennifer
Love never fails...like Brianna's comment,this was what came to my mind-that the love of God never fails you,Renee. May this be the love of God for you--we'll be praying for this new turn and praying that it all works out for your good and HIS glory. Love you!
Jen and Charles
Posted by jennifer on Tuesday, January 02, 2007 at 12:23 PM
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is that a MAN on the water?
even knowing all that i know, i hope for nothing more than redemption for this. no one but God can do it, not you, not the man who hurt you as no man should ever hurt his wife. i believe that this is the man God made him to be, the one who was with you on New Year's Eve, the man only God can sustain. you hope in God, not in any man, remember that. and you are a queen, and a mother, and a servant, and a daughter. i love you.
Posted by is that a MAN on the water? on Wednesday, January 03, 2007 at 4:38 PM
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SHERI
Oh renee, I am so happy that ed is stepping up. I know there is hope. With Jesus anything is possible! I love you, and we are praying for you guys. Thanks for being my friend and helping me thru tough times. Maybe someday we will live near eachother. who knows.
Posted by SHERI on Thursday, January 04, 2007 at 10:13 PM
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brenna
I most certainly would have canceled all plans with "you know who" to come and put heating pads on your neck and take care of babies while you rested. i would even nurse chloe if that was nt creepy and a little wrong- i love ya girl hang in there.
Posted by brenna on Friday, January 05, 2007 at 8:11 PM
