I've been wanting to write this post for a while. I had honestly forgotten about it, until the other day, I was reminded. Let me tell you a story that goes something like this:
It was almost a year ago this January and it was my first year in Rockwall. To make a long story short, one of my dear friends in Rockwall who gave me my teaching job, ended up tragically losing her husband in a hunting accident. This hit me really hard and my heart was broken for my friend and her family. I wrote a blog about it on myspace and facebook asking for prayers for this family. During this time, I received and e-mail from a man named Jeremy. He explained that he had found me on Myspace, and lived in Rockwall. He attended the same church that I did, and had heard of the accident. He wanted to let me know that he was praying for me and the family. I replied back and said thank you for his prayers and that was about it.
Over the next couple of weeks Jeremy and I continued to e-mail each other and proceeded to move on and talk about ourselves, our jobs, etc. Turns out that he was one of the youth pastors at my church and actually had visited my school a couple of times to eat lunch with some kids in his youth group that went to Springer. We continued to e-mail, daily, and got to know each other pretty well. He sounded like a really great guy and was so easy to talk to. It turned out that we actually knew some of the same people/friends at church. A while later, he ended up asking me for my phone number. I talked to my friend who knew him and she verified with her husband that he was really who he was, and I got the "ok" from them, so I gave Jeremy my phone number. He called me the next day and we talked on the phone for hours. I loved his voice and his personality. He was so easy to talk to, was sweet, but still sarcastic. Everything I loved. He kept calling me and we talked about a lot of deep, important stuff~ what we believed in, what we wanted for our futures, what we believed we had to offer for our future mates, etc. It was awesome.
On about the second or third phone call, he asked if he could take me out on a date and I said yes. I was really excited~he sounded like a really great guy, I had loved getting to know him, and I hadn't been out on a "good" date in a long time. We made plans and set the date for our date. To make a long story shorter, he came and picked me up, I was a little attracted to him (not like drooling or anything, but he had sparked my interest), we went out and had our date. I thought we had a really great time and he seemed to have a lot of fun. He brought me back later that night and came up to my apartment, we talked for a little while, I showed him some pictures and then he had to leave for a youth meeting at church. I walked him to the door, we gave each other a hug, he told me how much fun he had and said he would call me.
Like a fool, I believed him.
He never called or wrote me again.
Ok, now close your mouth shut again :0) YES, you heard me right, I never, to this day heard from him again. Just to ease your mind, Jeremy is still very much alive and well~nothing has happened to him, no ill has befallen him. He's still doing the exact same thing, in the exact same place. See these were the thoughts that were running through my mind when he didn't call like he said he would, when I didn't hear from him the next day, or the next, or the next. Surely something must have happened to him for him not to call or e-mail, right? WRONG. I saw him online later on myspace and facebook and at church. He was definitely fine~he was just now the biggest jerk I had ever met on the entire face of the planet.
The biggest thing wasn't that he didn't call me like he said he would..not that he LIED to my face, and didn't tell me the truth. It was the fact that he didn't have the balls to contact me like a grown man, and tell me whatever the heck he would have told me. I wouldn't have cared if he said, "sorry, it's not going to work out", or "sorry, I'm not attracted to you like that", blah blah blah. I just wanted SOMETHING! It was just that he couldn't man up and be honest and truthful to my face..heck, he couldn't even do it online when he didn't even have to look at me. That's what really pissed me off!
However, upon looking back upon the situation, I thank God every day that it didn't work out between us...that Jeremy was NOT the man that God had designed to be my husband! I discovered that Jeremy wasn't even as cute as I thought he was, matter of fact now he's kinda ugly. He's superficial, a loser, and a dishonest liar. I'm so glad I know that I deserve SO MUCH MORE than he could have ever given me! Thank you Jesus! However, if I saw him again, I would totally walk up to him and say, "Hi~remember me?!" Then break his nose. JERK!!
So, what ended up happening in the end of the story?
Well, Jeremy just got engaged for the second time in his life, to a different girl and the Princess in this story (ME :0) is so glad that the "prince" turned out to be a frog and the Princess didn't even have to kiss him to discover this! The stupid frog revealed his true self, and the Princess is still waiting for her true Prince to come riding up on his white horse to rescue her...and she knows that he will! :0)