That's Not Who You Are

“That’s not who you are!”  I can still hear my mother exclaiming in a firm but loud voice as she pointed her finger at the object on the table. Even in this moment as I type, my head is shaking at the memory of that day and the very stupid action that landed the 14-year-old girl at the kitchen table. It was a stupid action, it wasn’t a reflection of who I was, and for the life of me, I can’t even remember why I did it.

The Other Man.

Everything changed when I met another man.

It was obvious to those in my life that I wanted a relationship. I truly thought I was fine. My relationship with Jesus was incredible. I was happy, content, and clueless.

I met him one weekend. It was a Saturday night.