Where love runs out…

Seven years ago, while travelling internationally, I sat in a cafe waiting for someone to turn up. Earlier, this woman had telephoned me, weeping, saying she needed to talk with me right now. So I cut short a meeting, caught a train to the cafe where we had arranged to meet.

I sat there for three hours, and when this person finally arrived, there were no tears. She laughed instead and told me it had been a ‘test’ to see how much I loved her.

You can imagine my anger and hurt, and maybe even that every bit of love I felt for this person disappeared. For human love is like that – if it is abused or used, it runs out.

I prayed for God to give me his love, because I didn’t know what it looked like in this situation. And since I heard no voice from heaven, I bought this person a cup of coffee and a cake. We chatted a bit. But then I stood up and walked out, leaving her to sit alone.

Whether I did right or wrong, I don’t know. But I learned that there are two kinds of love, mine and God’s. I learned that mine isn’t enough and only God could help me now.

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4 Replies to “Where love runs out…”

  1. Thanks for sharing this story, Eva. Wow, this woman sounds like she’s still a child even though she’s in an adult body. We don’t allow two year olds to control the household. It’s not good for them or for us. I think you did the right thing. The Lord does not like us to put Him to a foolish test—as Jesus told satan.

  2. Wow!! What an incredible story. I cannot begin to imagine the emotions swirling around that day!
    Our behaviours as humans is sometimes beyond words. God’s behaviour is supernatural and to enable you to even speak words and offer coffee and cake and remain there is allowing the wonderful grace of God to be at work. What would we do left to our own devices is beyond me! What a very selfish ‘trick’ she played on you, that day, well done faithful lady!
    Much love

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