Disappointed. Not with the boyfriend, but with the One i was talking to all night.

We prayed that You'd let him pass the first test if You wanted him to pursue this career.

He passed.

We prayed that You'd help him pass the second test because we thought You wanted him to pursue this career.

He failed.

It's very frustrating when you work towards a goal you think He wants for you, only for Him to pull it out from under your nose just when you're close enough to smell it.

And the flights are all booked so he can only come back next week.

WTF. WTF. WTF. Seriously.

I know You probably have other plans for him, but couldn't You have executed it with a little more tact, and a little less of that infamous twisted sense of humour?

I now remember why i don't like putting FAITH in things i cannot fathom.

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