On June 23, 1999, my girlfriend at the time called me while I was at work to tell me she was breaking up with me. “You need to get your life right with God,” she said. I remember the exact day because it was her birthday.
As we were talking, I heard a song playing in the background on her end–alluding to virtually everything my girlfriend didn’t:
“Someday she’ll trust Him and learn how to see Him
Someday He’ll call her and she will come running
and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and she’ll pray,
‘I want to fall in love with You,
I want to fall in love with You,
I want to fall in love with You.’”*
My girlfriend knew that in order to run to her Savior she needed to turn away from me.
She knew that in order to fall into her Savior’s arms she needed to remove herself from my embrace.
By the grace of God, her love was being re-ordered, and redirected from me to the only Savior that satisfies.
By the grace of God, my world was shattered. She had been the center of it.
Things fell apart. The center could not hold.