They say
that some relationships are meant to last a lifetime, and some but a moment.
And perhaps
this is true.
But we are
prone, as human beings, to become attached to the likes of another human being.
So much so that if and when the opposite party wearies of the relationship, and
chooses to go their own way, our ability to disconnect is, at best,
half-hearted, and oft times, nigh on to impossible.
But the most
valued of relationships, when they are past, cannot be reconstituted, nor
raised up from the ashes, as with the proverbial phoenix; no matter how much we
might wish or will it.
Our Lord
knew the dissolution of the soul which came with failed relationships. A time
came when many of his outer circle chose to go their own way; when he so
poignantly asked the Twelve,
“Will you
also go away?”
And what
must have been the amazingly difficult disconnection with his friend, Judas,
when that man chose the most dubious course of action any man born of woman
ever chose, and voluntarily traded a tete a tete relationship with the God of
the universe
… for a
handful of tarnished coins.
Believe me.
If anyone ever knew the emotions of a failed relationship,
… He knew.
And I think
only time holds any hope of healing, and moving past the proverbial heap of
ashes which refuses to be resurrected.
Only time, and a willingness to, perhaps paradoxically, reinvest in new
...relationships.
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