Post Script to Holy vs. Hypocritical
I thought I should define why I am lonely because for those that know me, I am very blessed. I have a wonderful husband, amazing kids, and a loving, supportive family but there are times when a woman needs a woman friend with whom she can confide.
I had that and lost it.
Never have I felt more secure in a friendship than with her. Then there was a turning point and it all changed.
When I look back and try to figure out what went wrong, I go over scenarios in my head and what-ifs but I always come up with the fact that it really doesn’t matter how it came about but that it has happened.
I must deal with it.
Yet, every Sunday I grieve like one whose family member has died. Certain songs I hear just bring the hurt back to mind and I find myself grieving all the more. I compare many women I meet to her and they come up short.
I’ve heard the saying, “Time heals all wounds” and have foolishly said it once or twice myself. However, I am not sure that it will ever heal...I can only pray that one day I will wake up, I will remember the wonderful friendship I had and be happy that I had it for the time that I did.
Ecclesiastes 4
9 Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their work:
10 If one falls down,
his friend can help him up.
But pity the man who falls
and has no one to help him up!
11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
12 Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.
I had that and lost it.
Never have I felt more secure in a friendship than with her. Then there was a turning point and it all changed.
When I look back and try to figure out what went wrong, I go over scenarios in my head and what-ifs but I always come up with the fact that it really doesn’t matter how it came about but that it has happened.
I must deal with it.
Yet, every Sunday I grieve like one whose family member has died. Certain songs I hear just bring the hurt back to mind and I find myself grieving all the more. I compare many women I meet to her and they come up short.
I’ve heard the saying, “Time heals all wounds” and have foolishly said it once or twice myself. However, I am not sure that it will ever heal...I can only pray that one day I will wake up, I will remember the wonderful friendship I had and be happy that I had it for the time that I did.
Ecclesiastes 4
9 Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their work:
10 If one falls down,
his friend can help him up.
But pity the man who falls
and has no one to help him up!
11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
12 Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.
Comments
I've learned that you can't rush the healing of a broken heart, and that we all grieve in different ways and heal in different times. God knows exactly what we need, and even though His timing seems slow at times, in truth it's always perfect. My prayers are with you.
Confessing Lunatic...aka Lisa