Here is my letter to my friend:
I just wanted to tell you how much I love and respect you. After ready this blog entry I felt I had to write and tell you that we all have those times we feel "less than", or "not loved", or "why me?", or "this is just BS". I have struggled through the following trial for months and months now and cannot find a way to forgive...yet.
Jerry and I just got done with one of the biggest battles we have had in our 32 years of marriage. We have had legal issues with our next door neighbor who is a crazy person, but sane enough to falsely accuse Jerry of some terrible things and make the court believe her lies. Yesterday he had to plead guilty to disorderly conduct in order to get the "crime" reduced to a violation. He stopped her 19 year old daughter's vehicle in front of our house when she tried to run over him as he was mowing the lawn by the private road we share. Oh, it's a long story and all of the details are not that important. This happened last August and we just now finished up with the DA's charge. The initial charge of "stalking" was dismissed with prejudice, so she cannot do this to Jerry again. We have spent thousands and thousands of dollars on legal fees, surveillance equipment, and have had to live right next door to this woman and her adult children who have caused us more grief than almost anyone in our entire lives ever has. All the time asking God, "What are we supposed to be learning from this? Why would you allow Jerry to be falsely accused of terrible things?"
For 8 months I have been telling myself, "What doesn't kill me, will only strengthen me." I don't feel strong. I feel beat up and I did not do anything. The stress has taken a toll on our marriage. I don't want to live in my home any longer. I don't want to live next door to a real life witch (you can but a big B in front of that word too). I don't want to forgive her for being a psychotic narcissist. I am mad that God allowed her lies to be heard and believed by the sheriff, the DA, and the court. I am not mad at God, just mad that he did not protect Jerry and me from the evil neighbor!
I guess I mainly wanted you to hear my little story to let you know, you and Darin have always been in our thoughts, our hearts, and our prayers. You have walked a path which seemed to lead to no where. You felt betrayed and abandoned. But I know that both you and Darin know, just like Jerry and I know...He never leaves us. He never forsakes us. He is always at our side. He is always working it out for the best. The evil one tries, but he cannot kill us. Our lives are in the hands of the One True God who is faithful and just. We are survivors and so-journers, just passing through this land. We know we can curl up in the arms of our Father and He will console us and provide for us. He will take care of us and He does. Time and time again.
But in the meantime, we live as human beings, next to a bunch of other human beings, some of whom are much, much more screwed up than we are. Jerry and I physically live in the presence of our enemies, right over the fence. Now I just have to find the will power and ability to forgive and move on.
It is very hard this time. But this too will pass. It just seems like it is taking a long, long time.
My love and prayers always and hugs to Darin and the girls!
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