Dear Levi,
You walked out
of church tonight. Was it because Pastor Gaddis was preachign from Amos? Was it
because he was preaching on God rebuilding the broken down houses and
vineyards? And why did you walk out the front of the church? Was it so I would
actually notice now that I don’t look for you anymore? And why did you leave
and not come back? Was it to reaffirm to me that you are truly never coming
back for you star, your little Noelle, no matter what God could do if you would
just let Him? And did you walk out on church and her just like you walked out
on me and what God may have been calling us to do? And why, oh why, do I not
understand you at all? I miss, oh how I miss, my sweet Levi, my precious little
prince. You have become such a confusing, unfathomable mystery to me… but
saddenly so…
What am I to
do? I sat there in church stunned cold, my whole body shivering in shock at
seeing you just walk out of church. Much the way that night you left me froze
me blood in shock. I would never have in my wild dreams believed you to do
either; and yet, there I have been wrong, wrong, wrong like a bad train wreck
of stupid, naïve errors.
It made me
cry, you know. To remember you so happy once, so in love with God, and with me,
and with life. And see that you seem so hapy ever since the fallout, but only
remember your bitter, anguished tears; your struggle with God, with me… with
yourself..
I know I have
no control over your decision to walk away, and the decisions you make now. But
I know I contributed to why you walked away, and started down whatever road
you’re on. It haunts me, that guilt. And the fact I will never be given the
chance to rectify it… I’ll never hear you say, “I forgive you.” Or “I love
you.” Or feel your hug, a Levi hug.
You missed a
beautiful sermon. But the words of God are still there in your Bible.
“In that day I will raise the tabernacle of
David that is fallen.. I will raise his ruins, and I will build it as in the
days of old… Behold, the day comes, saith the Lord… they shall build the waste
cities, and inhabit them, and they shall plant vineyards, and drink the wine
thereof: they shall also make gardens, and eat the fruit thereof them…” Amos
9:11-14
\That is my
prayer.
Your star,
Rigel
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