Sunday, February 13, 2011
The Gap Between
What did I expect? Understanding?
Would I understand?
What did I expect? Empathy?
Could I empathize?
What did I expect? Instant Transformation?
Would I wait graciously?
Expectation is a word that is never used positively when it comes to marriage, or relationships of any kind, for that matter. Yet, I believed if I shared the deepest part of my reality, in its most naked form, it would break a barrier; that the baring of brokenness that I had admitted only to Jesus would help connect the dots. My flawed assumption? I overlooked the very thing I was admitting to: Death.
Jesus' death without resurrection is just painful--sucking the life out of a person and leaving the void without anything good to fill it.
There was a miracle waiting just days away, but the broken hearts had no idea. Their gap was palpable too. I know there's a miracle waiting to be deposited. I believe it with everything inside of me because the proof was put before me. It's the gap between now and then that concerns me.