I woke up dreaming of an ex-relationship/fling/thing, whatever you call it.
I had a moment of epiphany.
True, it was a fun time, a time you wished lasts forever. But in a blink of an eye it was gone.
Teenage romances are the weirdest things.
I thought about what I have now, looked over to my left, across my bump at the sleeping hubby, and I thank God so much for everything.
Had I pinned on someone younger, someone ‘cooler’ (or so I thought), had I harped on his history, had I not known how he felt after I did mean things to him, had we not have that misunderstanding, had I not felt regretful, had I not taken the chance God gave me..
Isn’t it amazing how things roll and turn out?
How you look back and realize every decision you make, every response you had, makes a difference to who and where you are now.
I hope this Christmas you have a chance to hear the story of Jesus and perhaps make a decision that will impact the rest of your life.
A Facebook story of the hubby’s ex-girlfriend getting married probably brought about those dreams.
Funny what triggers the head of a pregnant woman.