I enrolled in the church's 2-year leadership course, which is composed of 4 levels, or 4 semesters every half-year. Josie's mother is in my level, however, she goes on Thursdays, while I go on Saturdays. It so happened that Josie's mother had to make up a class for Thursday, which she couldn't attend, so she showed up yesterday morning.
She sat next to me. We had a very nice conversation about Ecuadorian cuisine. She's from Guayaquil, Ecuador. She was very loving to me. I was very attentive to her, being that I'm tremendously infatuated and interested in her daughter. In fact, when she left she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "bye my love". That's the good news, that I have developed an initial friendship with the mother, and I mentioned in passing that I switched to Saturday classes from Thursdays because AJ (my son) could stay at his mom's home that day. I don't know if Josie's mom got the "AJ mom's home" reference that we're not together. I should've emphasized it more.
Now the bad news. Josie's estimated age is in no way past 27, and most likely 23 to 26, my original estimate. How so? Well, it so happens that Josie's mom has been in this country for about 7 to 10 years. Being that the first time I talked to Josie, she asked me if we went to high school together (I'm 35 years old, but I look a lot younger), Josie had to be at most, 17, and more likely from 15 to 17, when she came to this country. Add 7 to 10 years, and voila!, you have an estimated age of 23 to 26.
Woe is me. I am undone. I put so much hope in a relationship with Josie, that I don't even want to let go of the fantasy. In a way I'd just rather continue hoping, praying and dreaming of a miracle. The horrible thing is, that in my desperation to not get a "no", I won't even approach her for friendship.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
My 8-Year Old Moved By The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit of God moved my son from the beginning of today's worship service. Arnold (my son) was singing, praising the Lord, giving shouts of jubilee, shouts of halelujahs, raising his hands in worship of his God and Savior, Jesus Christ, through the whole worship and prayer portion. At the end of the worship period he came and sat on my lap and said that this was the best day of his life. That he wasn't bored.
During the tithe and offering, Arnold insisted that I take $7 from his private savings (around $70) for the church offering.
Later I took him upstairs for his Sunday school class, and he insisted that I take another $5 from his private savings for the Sunday school offering. After class he told me that he prayed and that the teacher had told him he prayed lovely.
Praise you Lord for working in my son.
During the tithe and offering, Arnold insisted that I take $7 from his private savings (around $70) for the church offering.
Later I took him upstairs for his Sunday school class, and he insisted that I take another $5 from his private savings for the Sunday school offering. After class he told me that he prayed and that the teacher had told him he prayed lovely.
Praise you Lord for working in my son.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Discombobbled...Again By Beauty
My sister in Christ, Josie, has done it again. I feel sick to my stomach, all messed up inside. This is how it went down.
I arrived at church at the normal time. I sat down with my son and mother. A few minutes later, Josie and her father came and sat in the row directly behind me. At the end of the service I turned around and looked at her. At first it seemed she tried not to look in my direction, but then she looked and she half-smiled, and I thought half a look that said, "Oh no, not that guy that always looks at me". She said, "How are you?". Immediately I felt flustered and sweaty. I said, "Good". She said, "this is my father". I shook his hand and said, "my name is Arthur". Then silence. My mind was blank. We all half-smiled and walked away. How awkward!
After this I felt miserable inside. I felt like I ruined it with her and any chance of future friendships. I feel that now only God can help me get together with such a fine and lovely woman. The two hopes I saw today is that when she smiled, crow's feet formed in her eyes, and I saw laugh lines on the sides of her mouth, a sign of age. A revised estimate of her age may be 25 to 30, from a previous estimate of 23 to 26.
Lord Jesus, I have Josie in my prayers, so that she may become the true love of my life. A woman that I may love in the true biblical sense. I persevere in prayers that You may grant me this great mercy.
I arrived at church at the normal time. I sat down with my son and mother. A few minutes later, Josie and her father came and sat in the row directly behind me. At the end of the service I turned around and looked at her. At first it seemed she tried not to look in my direction, but then she looked and she half-smiled, and I thought half a look that said, "Oh no, not that guy that always looks at me". She said, "How are you?". Immediately I felt flustered and sweaty. I said, "Good". She said, "this is my father". I shook his hand and said, "my name is Arthur". Then silence. My mind was blank. We all half-smiled and walked away. How awkward!
After this I felt miserable inside. I felt like I ruined it with her and any chance of future friendships. I feel that now only God can help me get together with such a fine and lovely woman. The two hopes I saw today is that when she smiled, crow's feet formed in her eyes, and I saw laugh lines on the sides of her mouth, a sign of age. A revised estimate of her age may be 25 to 30, from a previous estimate of 23 to 26.
Lord Jesus, I have Josie in my prayers, so that she may become the true love of my life. A woman that I may love in the true biblical sense. I persevere in prayers that You may grant me this great mercy.
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