True love requires a decision. And when the decision is made, there will most likely be pain, but beauty allows follows the rain. ~Storie.
Sara was three and a half when Kent began dating a woman from the chruch. She had a three and a half year old son and was looking for part-time work. Now that Kent was single, he would need someone to watch the kids while he was working.
A match made in heaven? No. Although it seemed to fit at the time.
When he went to her home, everything appeared to be in order, just as he liked. her small mexican-style home was clean and neatly kept. All lights green. She was a petite blonde, with straight hair to her waist, her skin tanned from the Southern California beach weather. The yard was simple, but well manicured. Not too bad, for a single mother, Ken thought.
She had a small wading pool already filled and heating in the morning sun. She had suggested that the kids bring their suits and towels and go for a swim while they talked. Michael brought his skate board, and Sara brought her baby.
From the first time she put her hands on Sara, ordering her around, Sara felt afraid. She didn’t want to be left alone with her. But perhaps it would be better here than the last place her daddy had taken her where during nap time the young boy would sneak into Sara’s room. The young boy would come every day and ask her to do things she was already afraid of. Sara learned to pretend asleep, rolling towards the wall trembing inside, afraid that he would come back again.
After a few times there, Sara told her dad that she didn’t want to go back. She didn’t tell him why, just that she didn’t like it there and didn’t want to go there anymore. Maybe it was just coincidence with the timing of meeting Sue, his new friend from church, but anyway, Sara was relieved that she wouldn’t have to go back and face the boy.
Sue picked them up from the apartments early one morning. As they headed back up the PCH, Sara perched herself in the front seat, as thought to take flight. Afraid that she may be caged instead.
“Why are you crying?” Sara asked Sue, as she saw a tear rolling down her right cheek.
Before Sara knew it, she saw a hand coming at her. Sue slapped her while yelling, “DO NOT EVER ask me that again!!!!!!”
Sara sucked the swells of emotion back down inside of herself, afraid to expose herself.
She looked out the window the rest of the way as hot tears silently fell.
The saddest part of that story is Sara felt she had no one to turn to for help. A child needs to feel both loved and protected.
Forgiveness can help us overcome painful experiences from a past. If we don’t find a way to get past that pain then it can control our lives in the present.
Forgiving allows us to look to the future, and not be trapped in the past.
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