He is imperfect. And he is not enough. He is not Prince charming.
He cannot wave his wand and make all the pain disappear.
He cannot wave his wand and bring on the happy life.
He falls short. He lets me down. He breaks my heart from time to time.
But that is just becase he is not Jesus.
It isn’t his fault. He’s only human.
I looked to him for my salvation.
(But when he crashes, dives, and burns….. ultimately all is well).
Because I had “forgotten” that he wasn’t Jesus, but I wasn’t completely and hopelessly without the knowledge.
There is a plan B. (our plan B is almost always our plan A…. we just forget and put our plan B first).
So I retreat back into plan A….
Plan A is always the best plan. …..Quietly into the woods with my Bible. I find Jesus.
I find perspective. I find solid ground.
I find forgiveness.
I go home to my husband. I hold his hand. Enough strength for both of us now.
Remembering who is The True Prince Charming and from whence….
My help cometh from…..