Well... I said I'd understand if you had to say goodbye
And you did.
And I do.
But now what?
Heart connected to heart, soul bound to soul thought both are bound and connected elsewhere.
Now what? Now we wait. We exercise patience like that of the old man Job, afflicted as he was with matters beyond his control and who at times felt bitter and betrayed, but in actuality was never forgotten. No, rather, observed and applauded by those many angels in heaven looking down on his plight and wondering would he be faithful in spite of what the wicked one fostered up on him.
They hung with bated breath to see if he passed his mettle test.
As they do now.
Will someone write about this between us one day? What it could have been, or actually was? What will be the conclusion of the story? How heroic though flawed we both were. How we lay awake at night fighting the demons of desire and fear but ultimately overcame those haunts to put our love of Jehovah first and foremost?
Or will be be a lesson in carnal failure fraught with frustration and tears and anguish?
Or maybe, something in between.
Old man Job only had to hang on a short while. 3 decades is a long long time for we children of our time, but in hindsight, once we have transcended this miserable existence, we will look back and laugh, hopefully together at how desperate we were at such a short test of who we really are.

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