I’m shocked, it’s over. It was so wonderful, so beautiful, a time of such variety, unlike anything I’d ever known. How I loved it. How I still love you.
But the time for truth has also come. The sobriety of life. Much of it isn't wonderful; variety can also be stressful.
When you get to know your partner, things emerge that you weren't prepared for. Not only does your partner have these depths, but you also suddenly become aware of all that still slumbers within yourself.
I just want to return to a safe harbour. I’ve been on the high seas for months, seen and learned a great deal, and I’m very grateful, but now it’s time to make the ship ready again and perhaps, in a few years, travel the world once more. For now, though, peace and focus are the momentum, all that matters.
I thanked my Father for everything, asked for His forgiveness that I couldn't continue this relationship, apologised for all the mistakes that happened, and for not being able to go through life with one of His daughters.
And then it happened; didn't I suddenly hear the words: "I don't know you."
Unbelievable. You, who prayed every day, like no one I had ever seen pray before.
In my prayer, the Spirit I perceive tells me, "I don't know you."
How striking. Is that sentence simply important to me, from my perspective?
I hope for the best for you, and that you will be well.
Yet, my prayer does make me a little worried for you.
Thank you for our time together. May we both quickly find freedom and do better next time.