Day 1 Joy for All Seasons by Carol McLeod
SalleeB: Can you identify with this? I sure can.
Four years into widowhood, I met someone I thought was going to be my next husband. He lived an hour and a half from me so we commuted back and forth on weekends. He asked me to marry him. I said yes. Shortly afterward, the holiday season began.
After Christmas, he and I began moving my belongings from my house to his. You know its serious when your motorcycle and dog aren't staying with you during the week.
Following New Year's I breathed a sigh of relief because the holiday season was over and went back to work. THEN, that first weekend in January, I stayed home as agreed AND he didn't answer or return my calls all weekend. I was getting worried, but stayed calm and kept turning it over to God.
You know where this is going right? Yep, he broke off the engagement with a Monday morning voice mail of It's not you it's me.
The very next Saturday morning, my friend Kathi helped me retrieve all my things with her SUV and flatbed trailer.
After that relationship ambush, I immersed myself in the Bible. You see, I too, am addicted to the Bible. My bridegroom is Jesus. The Bible helped me keep the darkness of rejection, anger, and depression at bay. The light of the Word of God restored me and gave me back my joy.