You cant travel the relationship path without eventually hitting a pothole or two. But sometimes you hit something more than a pothole. Sometimes you hit something so hard it knocks the wind right out of you. And you find yourself gasping
for air and questioning if the risk is worth it. I believe in people. I’m just wired that way. I try to always see the good in people. But every once in awhile something comes along that really throws me for a loop. These last couple of days I’ve been gasping for one good breath. A good deep breath to replace the one that was knocked out of me. Thru prayer & more prayer I’ve been able to hear the familiar voice of God say those familiar words “believe again”…There’s as saying that goes “fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me”. I don’t think that was written by a Christian because what it implied is that I’ll believe in you once but if you railroad me don’t come looking for a second chance. The picture I posted today is of Rembrandts “the prodigal son”. I actually have a print of this picture in my office. Three faces of note in the picture. One of the elder brother standing tall in judgment against the second face. The face of the broken prodigal son, whose face we really cant see because it’s buried in the embrace of the loving father. The father, the third face, the face that screams silently “I love & believe in you”. Even though you failed and fell short I see the best in you….I believe in you…AGAIN…STILL…which face do you wear today. I’ve worn all three faces. But I pray today I’ll reflect my heavenly father that embraces me in my brokenness and wear the face to the world and those around that says, “I believe in you…again
