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Sighing in Relief

Well, I didn't get to go see me friend this afternoon, our schedules didn't agree with each other! BUT---she did reply to my email! And it was encouraging!

She wrote:

Just chill as I work things out with my husband and God. I think God is about to do something with me….and He’s preparing me. I can’t explain. It doesn’t mean you an never stop by or that I am not your friend…or that you cannot come to me with things. Actually of all the people I know and pour into…you are the only one who has a teachable spirit…and you are the only one who confessed that you stabbed me in the back. That’s actually pretty cool. Of all the people I know and all the people I have wanted to see set free….your the one I will still minister to. Not that I personally got it all together…NOT!

It's not like I ever meant to do anything to hurt her. Perhaps she recognizes that. {Shrug}

Goofball that I am....I replied back...."Nice to know I'm not a complete screw-up! LOL!" She should find that amusing. :) Perhaps things will work out yet.

Comments

Kat said…
Uhm can you email me? I lost your email addy and wanna say a couple of things in private...
Jean-Luc Picard said…
That was encouraging, Ciera. I think he still wants to be very good friends.
... Paige said…
Blieving that it will work out.
Shelley said…
Hang in there. I read your "God, what were you thinking when you created me" post and I am right there with ya. Lots of good prayers coming your way. Huggs!
Ciera said…
Kat---I did so! :)

Jean-Luc: :)

Paige: thanks

Shelley: thanks to you too :)
utenzi said…
That back stabbing stuff can come back to haunt you, Ciera. I hope you and your friend can get past it.
Ciera said…
Utenzi - even if it isn't done on purpose. Myself, I don't think what I said should have been able to get her in trouble with our Pastors and most definately inspires me to no longer talk to them at all.

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