My exwife’s father loved a certain line in the poem, The Walrus and the Carpenter, there is a line.
“The time has come,’ the Walrus said, To talk of many things:”
It’s innocent fun.
But the daughter he read that story to became that parable.
She told me what I wanted to hear, dressed, and behaved in such a way as to attract me…
But soon after the marriage vows… the meal began…
I’m doing well now. I’m ok. She is alone, having alienated herself from all of our 4 children. And from me. She left me for “someone who can give me all the things you can’t” and she found her touch man, an even more submissive puppet than me. And I say this lovingly toward the man, but she used him up like a tube of toothpaste… and I wonder if he’s been discarded?
Her son, (my son Nicholas) did the very same thing… but in the middle of the meal she left him!
And so here we are. Because I actually DID enquire of the Lord, but then I dropped my allegiance to God, and allowed her to take his place.
There was this one moment where I could have held my ground, but I submitted to her.
We dated when we were 16 and I had a dream we’d gotten married, then broke up with her, because we were too young.
It broke her heart. I became a quest not just for the usual things, but of reclaiming her sense of worth?
Like what Dante intended to do in his revenge scheme! – alluding to “The Count of Monte Cristo”
But he was changed through the experience in all eventuality…
But also, in the case of what happened to Gaspard Caderousse, he gave him a second chance in a way, 2nd… 3rd… the way he died was because of his persistent sin…
After splitting up at 16… we got back together. My persistence was in pursuing relationships with girls… I concentrated on snagging a butterfly rather than building a garden? Daniel 3:16-18
I bowed
But God gave me a second chance… and a 3rd… grace upon grace.
Running Down Vimy 