Enough Rope

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All it took was one week out until he has hooked up with an old girlfriend. They are making plans to meet. Yep, it's all over Facebook for all to see. As much as I know that our relationship needed to be over and I am glad it is, this is still hard to see. It still hurts a lot.

I know that really he is doing me a favor by doing this, because it frees me to remarry someday--according to biblical standards, but it still hurts. To be so quickly forgotten and replaced. I knew he didn't care, this just proves it. I was waiting for this to happen. Looking for it, actually, but didn't expect it to be so soon. My friend said...give a man enough rope and he'll hang himself.

So right now I am in a really hard place. I knew this friend request was sitting unaccepted for over a year. I believe he knew all along that when he accepted it, this would happen. I wonder just how long this was in his mind.

Please pray for me. This has just made a hard thing much harder.


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  1. CritJune 7, 2012 at 7:46 AM

    I'm so sorry for your pain. I've been there, I understand.

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  2. JohannaJune 7, 2012 at 9:22 AM

    Thank you both! Your support is truly a blessing to me. I know God has a plan here :)

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  3. CassandraJune 9, 2012 at 4:58 PM

    Johanna,

    I finished reading through your blog posts and saw what was going on with your husband. I'm so sorry. *hugs* I'm sorry that you have to go through something so hard. But I'm also so grateful to see how God is working in your life, how He has been preparing you to deal with tough situations. I just sent up a prayer for you and I asked God to keep showing His presence in your life and to give you strength.

    Have a blessed Sabbath, friend. :)
    ~Cassandra

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    1. JohannaJune 9, 2012 at 11:43 PM

      Thank you so much for your support and encouragement--it means the world to me. Thank you also for your prayers and for hanging out and reading my blog :) it's the support that I have received here that has deeply touched my heart. God is so good to send friends like you.

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