I will not give up too soon.
This phrase is becoming the mantra of my life. And while it feels exhausting at times, I am glad it is one of those things that stuck when it I heard it.
I think about it regularly – in business, in my family and in my faith – I will not give up to soon.
I have given up before. I call them my “God divorces.” Understand that while I am attempting a bit of humor, it is only to make those moments in history palpable and understandable. If you have never been there, you don’t understand the depth of the hurt a God divorce creates. But through the word divorce you get the general idea.
If you have, trust me, we are okay. While we sited irreconcilable differences, He did not. This is the definition of blessed.
God divorces happen for the same reason regular ones do – money, jobs, circumstances. Mine happened over women and behaviors.
Well intentioned but sorely misguided “church women” who gave the worst advice ever to a young twenty something woman.
God and I got back together through the counsel of a not so churchy but amazingly equipped friend.
Later, my understanding of hell and the people who were supposed to go there rocked my faith in His behavior. If that was who He was, I was out.
God and I are dating again. How thankful I am for the One who finds me worthy of pursuit and romance. He will not give up too soon.
Neither will I.