Trevor was gone all day and still gone when evening came. He was at the beach all day thinking about Miranda. As much as he tried to run from his feelings, there was no denying the truth. He loved her. He wanted to be with her forever. He wantted to grab hold of her and keep her close to him and never let her go. But were there really any guarantees that he would never let her go? His parents had been married for twenty years and look where they were now.
As Trevor walked down the beach, he heard a voice call him: "Yo, Trevor, what's up?"
Trevor turned around and saw Wes. "Oh, hey, Wes. Just thinking. Trying to make sense of things, I guess."
"If you don't mind my askng, what do you need to make sense of?" Wes asked.
"Stuff...my life, basically," Trevor admitted with a sigh. "Wes, what do you do when you think you have your life all planned out but then you start finding yourself heading in another direction?"
"Well, that could be God's way of telling you He has another plan for your life. Have you asked Him what His plan is?" Wes asked.
Trevor sighed again. "To tell you the truth, I haven't done much praying lately, none at all since I asked God to not let my parents split up and they divorced anyway."
Wes nodded in understanding. "I see. It doesn't feel very good when we don't get the answers we want to prayers. I'm very sorry about your parents, Trevor. But it's not God's fault they got divorce. He hates divorce."
"Then why did He let it happen?"
"Trevor,' Wes said, "are your parents Christians?"
"Yes," Trevor answered.
"Did they allow Jesus to help them with their marital problems? Did they really do everything they could to work on their marriage?" Wes asked.
"No," Trevor admitted.
"God gave them the guidelines of how marriage is supposed to be, a permanent commitment, and how to make marriage work. But when people don't follow His guidelines, it falls apart because of the couple's decision, not God's, Wes explained Do you see what I'm saying?"
Trevor nodded. "But my life is so complicated now. I'm living with the Parkers now, long-time friends of my family and mine, and Miranda and I have grown up together and always have been friends, but now--"
"You liked her," Wes interrupted.
" 'Like' is an understatement. I want to hold this woman and spend my life with her. I feel like I'd do anything for her amd know she loves me because she spoke my love languages, but I try to fight how I feel because I can't let us risk going through pain. What if it doesn't work out like it didn't with my parents?"
"History doesn't have to repeat itself, Trevor," Wes said. "If you and Miranda love each other and rely on God to help you work it out, He will. Ask Him for help. Don't ever feel He doesn't listen or care, because the fact that He died on the cross for you proves he cares. You believe that, don't you?"
Trevor looked down, and when he looked back up Wes could see tears om his eyes. Then Trevor admitted, "Yes."
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