I need a man!

Have you ever been royally dumped like me? I remember looking out of the car window while I sat smugly in the passenger seat next to my man thinking that all Lilly needed was a good man. Lilly lived on the streets and I thought if some man had loved her, she would have had a better life. Then my “good” man dumped me. My world fell apart. In the midst of one of my pity parties I shared with a friend that my man had left me. She said, “And what if he did?” I put my party on pause for a minute to think about her question. I thought, well, I existed before him. In the months that ensued I made an interesting discovery about myself. I had disappeared within my relationship. The me inside had to fight her way out in order for us to survive. John 8:36 says, “Therefore if the Son makes you free, you will be free indeed.” For months my tears fell on the pages of my Bible as I hung out with God daily. The butterfly whose development had been interrupted began to emerge from her cocoon. I thought back to Lilly and my ignorant comment. I had accused Lilly of needing a mere man to satisfy the yearnings of her life. It hit me like a brick in the face. The man I need is Jesus. The man I want, well that’s a blog for another day.