Lent Day 15

L's baby's mother stood him up today. Then she didn't return his calls. I got the call this evening from his staff at CH. I found him sitting outside and I could tell he'd been crying. I got clearance to take him out for awhile. I told him I was taking him to the place I always go when my heart is breaking and I need peace, and we went to church and sat in the dark. We talked, and cried and prayed. Initially it was pretty bleak. He went to the dark place where he so often goes....why bother, nothing will change, people judge, there is no future....but he was able to hear some hope and to move from that in time. When he finally smiled I knew I could take him home. We went by way of McDonalds as I'd also been tipped off that he hadn't eaten all day. By the time I dropped him off he was saying that he knows he needs to let it go, move ahead with the new job and the other things in his life. I think we dodged the bullet again for another night. Thanks be to God for that. It was a close call.