No longer a child... 1 Corinthians 13:11

1 Corinthians 13:11: When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 

I still remember it clearly. Sitting in my room, watching anime on my bed, I had just gotten up to go to the kitchen when my phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, the number seemed familiar, and without my usual hawking to check who is calling before I answer, I instinctually just picked up the phone.


"Hello" I say rather quickly


"Hello Miss Sunshine, its good to hear your voice" he says sounding as if he is slightly surprised that I asked the phone.



*silence can be heard on the phone as my mind races trying to figure out who it is...the voice is familiar...and so is the sadness it is bringing up..but I'm bringing up a blank*


"Its been a while hasn't it? " He asks to which I offer no response. Something inside me is angry...well more so hurt, but I still can't seem to place this voice.


He continues "you know I have thought a lot about the way things ended between us, and I hope you know there hasn't been a day that has past in this last year that I haven't thought about you...wondered how you were"


Then it hits me its Mr NY Fly...


"I just wanted you to know that no other woman has ever treated me as good as you have and I known your value to me when I had you" he says voice shaking...he continues


"you know...being here I've seen my flash before me seems like a million times, and it makes a man think and...." ...I cant help but interrupt him

"wait...are you calling me from Afghanistan?" I ask, half amazed, half shocked...


He chuckles "Yeah...got 3 months left here, can you believe I've already completed a year"


All I can think in my mind is how crazy it is to be speaking to him...and how brave it was for him to call given that he had no idea how I might respond.


"So how's you health? I know the last time I was in your life you had a lot going on and..." I interrupt him again

"I thought the last time we spoke, I said it would be our last and for you to never call me again" I say unmoved by his show of concern.


""Yeah, you did say that. And I hope you know I didn't call to take anything from you. I just wanted to give you a call and apologize...I've been wanting to apologize since the night it all went down. And so sitting here, I figured it either now or never." I can hear the sadness grow in his voice and I can feel it melting the ice over my heart.


"Look, I accept your apology, I just want to know what you want from me" I say bluntly


I can hear him smile, and I know the thought he is thinking....this chick is still fiesty...still looking out for herself.


"I promise the only thing I wanted from you was your time so that I could apologize...so that you could hear me say how truly sorry I was for the way I treated you. You deserved better. I just wanted you to know that I know that now...it may have taken a few bombs to help me get a clue, but I finally see just how much of a blessing you were to my life. And believe me, being here without your support...has made me realize just how much of a mistake it was"
And just like that, healing began...it didn't end there...of course he began liking every comment i made on our mutual friends pages, then he built up the courage to re-friend me on FB. And then there were the discussions about GOD and how and where his and my life were headed. Today at 3am in the morning, while I am sitting sad, trying to type out the last of the pages needed for this paper for my preliminary exam, he chimes in asking me to "guess" what great news he has. As he shares how he is gonna be taking his daughter back with him to GA, we laugh about how soon he will be getting back to the terror of raising a little girl on his own.


It was nice.

It felt good to share that moment with him.


And in it all, it made me think about everything that has been happening with Mr. Freeze, previously referred to as Mr. Chicago. Growth, when from a genuine and loving place can't help but be felt by those around you...and the change it creates is a meaningful one that lasts much longer than a few hours time.

Yesterday I texted him in the morning to ask for him to pray for me, my asthma was so bad I could barely use my inhaler. No response back...later on fb I got a chime with his face being tagged in a picture and then got a word with friends reply. Aint that some @#%# But it all brought home 1 Corinthians 13:11 concerning putting away childish things.


Whats your thoughts on it all?