Anyone who has ever truly known me has grown to love me. Even some who were my enemies and hated me are good friends now. I know how beautiful I am because of the Grace of God and it is His gift that has kept me focused, level, and able to continue to love those who oppress and look down on me. So to Rachel Myatt and the entire Myatt and Friesen family and anyone who has read this and seen my strength. Or to anyone who has thought it crazy to continue to love someone who treated me bad and betrayed me it is God's love alone that will guide me. I love Rachel Myatt with all my heart and no matter what any Pastor that doesn't no me says or anyone says I know deep in her heart she loves me and she doesn't know what to do because I have never given up on her. I leave you all today with a piece I wrote about a year ago called "Nature of The Battle" It was about being able to trust Rachel after all the other hurt and betray I had been through with women. Rachel Myatt I do love you completely and no matter what you are doing or what is going through your mind. You were my true love and I can never trust or love anyone again.
Nature of the Battle
Rachel Myatt I am not going to stop caring or loving you. I hope you will understand that and eventually come back to my heart. I love you with all that is left of what was broken.
Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
Nature of the Battle
There is no encore this time I'm bowing out. Stand with grace as my
face turns to the crowd. There is no audience for this resolution. So
to walk away from this disaster is my solution. I stood facing you all
forward for far to long. As you walk on or turned your head the other
way. I close the door now and I won't look back maybe I will be able
to revisit someday. We grew further apart and had different dreams.
I'm older now and being refined is my thing. It used to be about
angst, youth, and being loud but I would rather hear a pretty girl and
a cello fading out.We had some good times but our run is through.
I'm sorry that is just how I really feel about you. Pretty soon you
will be just a memory of who I was, where I was, and who I am going to
be. I used to be wide eyed and optimistic but now its just a mist of
tears so pessimistic that you don't see the discomfort behind closed
doors.............Rachel Myatt I am not going to stop caring or loving you. I hope you will understand that and eventually come back to my heart. I love you with all that is left of what was broken.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
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