Tied to the Whipping Post

[Punktmann]

MMF, Thanks for a very powerful post.

I think that you've hit the nail on the head right here.

Do not give up on her. Never give up on her. I don't mean that she will return to the family or to you but that she will go to Him.

A few months ago, I would have said that I was in this place, but I wouldn't have been truly.

Sort of, but not without a LOT of anger.

I've finally really dropped it. What comes will come.

I'm still praying for her, but not to come home anymore.

Now I'm focused on praying for her to find Him.

For her and the kids.

That, and for me to find it in me to forgive. It's there, I'm just rooting it out right now.

It comes as I grow.

That's ok too.



Yesterday during church, the pastor recalled when, at the last supper, Jesus demonstrated being a servant to others. The disciples began to discuss who was the greatest among them. Jesus got up quietly, took off his outer garment and wrapped a towel around His waist. He took a pitcher of water and poured it into a bowl. He then proceeded to wash the disciples feet and drying their feet with the towel.

Jesus even washed and dried the feet of Judas Iscariot who had already betrayed Him. Jesus was aware at that time that Judas had done such a thing but He served Judas anyway. Jesus did not worry about what others would say. That He was a fool for being nice (being a servant) to someone who had sold him out and betrayed Him.


That couldn't be more timely.





They may call you a doormat or a fool or worse but there is someone greater than anyone else that calls you to be this kind of man.

Boy, Howdy, do they ever. That's OK, they are just trying to think of me first as friends.

If they're my friends, they'll still be around after I loan her the money left from the settlement.

I know that I'll never see it again, whatever.


They may call you a doormat or a fool or worse but there is someone greater than anyone else that calls you to be this kind of man.

I don't know why I am doing it, everyone advises against it, I'll never see it again, and she's far from thankful.

I just said it, liked how that felt, and I'll stick with that.


As little as it is, money don't mean anything.


Thanks MMF, I don't feel it all the time, so thanks.