So, once upon a time ago, my freshman year to be exact.... I had just gotten out of an awful relationship. Everyone knows how girls are about their first boyfriend, they're just happy to have them so they will literally blind themselves to any faults their first prince charming may have. It just so happens my first boyfriend did every drug in the book and was quite abusive, mentally and physically. So after a death and rape threat I broke up with the dude. (Yayyyyy *applause*)
Now, I was walking down the sidewalk of Thomson High School and a message from one of the youth rally's I had been to popped in my head. The dude that was speaking talked about how he had prayed that God put only the woman that he was going to marry in his path and one day at a baseball game God told the dude "Your wife is sitting right behind you." Long story short the dude and the chick got married and had kids and blah blah blah. So I said a simple but sincere prayer. "Lord, I never want to get hurt like I have been again. When the one You want for me comes around, please let me know. I don't care if it takes five days, five months, or five years I will be patient and wait on You."
Now, I'm not quite sure how much time passed before that prayer and one certain Tuesday night where I had a very strange but vivid dream about meeting this extremely hot guy. I woke up that next Wednesday morning and went to school like normal and then that night I went to church. Low and behold, the extremely hot guy I dreamed about the night before walked in with this dude named Jacob that had been coming for a few weeks to work with my youth pastor. I was stumped and skeptical at why in the world he was there so I let it slide. A few days later me and that hot dude named Kirk added each other on myspace (we have two different points of view on who found who and who sent the friend request to who but either way we became friends on myspace.) We started messaging each other and we found each other quite funny so numbers were exchanged and we began this texting each other every second we were awake phase. During that time we traded stories about our lives and stuff and he asked me if he could confide in me something. Of course I told him he could and he proceeded to tell me about this dream he had the night before we saw each other for the first time at my church. I will never forget his words. "Erin, I dreamed about you." So I summoned the courage and told him that I had dreamed about him that same night. Shortly after that conversation we prayed about dating and then he asked me out.
It wasn't much of a relationship. My drug addict ex boyfriend happened to go to that same church and I was not allowed to go there if he was there. Needless to say, I only saw Kirk the whole entire time we dated. Then everything blew sky high. Someone that my mother worked with lied to my mother about Kirk because he wasn't interested in dating her daughter so my mother did was she does best and had a fit. The relationship ended shortly after that because me and Kirk were both deeply discouraged.
So I started dating this other guy, because for some dumb reason I decided to forget my simple prayer and that dream I had. So for a good long time I was miserable because the dude was a butt to be perfectly honest.
At the end of my sophomore year (Which was the worst school year of my life) I decided I needed a friend that was a guy since my boyfriend was so full of crap. I was laying in bed one night, crying because I had gotten my feelings hurt, and I began to look through my phone for someone to talk to. I stumbled across Kirk's number and I remembered how much of a compassionate guy he had been so I texted him. Even though he didn't have my number saved in his phone he immediately guessed that it was me.
And so we were friends again. He was dating another person at the time just like I was and we became each others relationship advisers. The girl lied to him and broke his heart and I became his go to person. Over the summer and on into my Junior year we became best friends. I was actually the first person to admit that old feelings had resurfaced to his relief, because apparently he had been feeling the same way. I was dating someone else and he totally respected that but his feelings for me kept growing, he could only see another heart brake in the future so he backed off quite a bit. We went almost four months without speaking to each other, and then my grandmother slipped into a coma. I don't remember exactly how long she was in a coma for, but it was from a few days after Christmas until sometime in January. My mother and my aunt were at the hospital with her almost 24/7 and I was at home alone, a lot. I decided to try to get back in touch with Kirk because I had a hunch that he would bring some kind of comfort, and he did.
And then Nana died. I remember that day so ridiculously well. It was a Wednesday and my mom was picking me up from school as usual, I got in the car and she said in a voice that was sad but relieved "Nana died this morning." I called the dude I was dating at the time as soon as I got home. I was a crying mess and I needed some kind of outside comfort because everyone else was stuck in their own grief. The only words he had for me was "oh, you'll get over it." I was furious and I was hurting. I texted Kirk and told him and he immediately sent me a cover of him singing a silly song. I laughed in spite of my tears.
The days after Nana's death are painfully vivid. Everyone came into town for the funeral. I remember one night when there were too many people at Nana's house and me and my two cousins, Brittney and Lindsey walked to my house (which is right behind Nana's) and we all got comfortable on my tiny bed and got some peaceful sleep. During that whole ordeal Kirk constantly checked on me and cheered me up.
I was staying at my best friend's house a few weeks later and I asked her to pray about my relationship situation. "I think I'm supposed to be with Kirk! I just can't shake that feeling." She agreed with me and we prayed. After a few more weeks of prayer I dumped the guy I was dating and I got back together with the person that had loved me and waited for me the whole time.
Now here we are. One year, six months, and eleven days later. I look back and I can see exactly what God was doing, He was growing us up before we got together for good. There's no way we would have lasted as long as we have through everything that has happened if we hadn't had that time apart to mature and deal with our own stuff first. Every detail, down to Jacob going to the same church I did and Kirk moving in with him has lead straight up to now.
I know one thing for sure, this is where I am supposed to be and Kirk is who I am supposed to be with and I thank God every day that I finally woke up and saw that. Now I can't wait to see how the rest of my life plays out with Kirkie by my side.
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