May be that is your story.
Such a story is one that might be more enjoyable if you go to the back of the book and read that last page, skipping the rest.
But you would never know the whole story.
You would never really understand the heart of the story.
The middle of the story, that is the hardest part to read, but the most important. It is where the woman is at her most broken, most vulnerable time. She is about to fall apart. Or, maybe she just did.
The middle is the pain.
It is in the midst of the bad choices, the mistakes, the regrets. It is the part where you think there is no hope.
Are you in that part of the story?
It is not the end you know. At least it does not have to be. For some, it is the middle.
Or just the beginning.
For many women the middle of the story is the turning point. Hopefully, the turning point toward the most important choice ever. It is the choice to grab hold of hope or drown.
Hope can't come out of thin air however. You need something tangible. You can't just tell someone who is drowning that they need to have faith. They need a life raft. They need to be saved.
They need a savior.
I know plenty of you who read my blogs might want to skip this one. Either you are too far in the trenches of the "middle" of the story- the middle of your mess. Or, maybe you just have never understood what it means to be in such need that the only thing left to grab onto is Jesus.
He is the Father's life preserver.
He is the fairy tale happy ending prince charming that every woman has been longing for since they first breathed life.
He is also real. But, just like any life preserver, it isn't useful unless you reach out and take hold of it with everything you have. Only then will that life preserver help you from drowning.
Only by reaching out to a Jesus you don't know will you find the Jesus you always needed.
He is real. He is desiring to help.
He is the Love you have been searching for.
So search.
Risk.
Reach out to Him with both hands and have your happy ending.
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