Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)

Heads vs HeartsHe’d been trying to reach her since the very onset of the plot but the loud nature of their jubilation over her imminent fall kept her conveniently distracted, thus she shook off his every warning and nudging as though He were the bothersome distraction.

The others mocked Him and had a wonderful time while at it. Prior to her getting together with her boyfriend, they had all been less than insignificant because of Him. He’d been in charge and they knew it as each feeble attempt made to overthrow him backfired and caused her to even hold on tighter. She had just begun to experience real growth… until she met her weakness. He was as charming as she was naïve and as devious as she was easily swayed; and he was all they needed to make their dreams come true.

Gradually she got a lot busier – working at church, evangelizing, going out on charity outreaches, helping out the elderly people in her neighborhood whose children were all grown…and trying to get the fellow she had begun crushing on to get to church.

Soon there was hardly time to fellowship with her maker.

Then all of a sudden, everyone seemed to notice how gorgeous she was and in no time, there were advances from every corner; co-workers, clients, church members – everybody wanted to have a shot at winning her heart. Of course, it became sort of a nuisance and soon, a good percentage of her thoughts were focused on figuring out an effective solution to this challenge. Then, it progressed to figuring out the best way to pick out the ‘right man’ amongst all the available options that God had – she assumed – brought her way.

Soon in her hunt for who should’ve been her second love, she pushed her first to second place.

Slowly and steadily, she let the enemy use her own hands to chip away at the most important relationship in her life. Thus with consistent neglect, disregard, and the absence of frequent communication, her once blooming relationship with her Savior began to wilt, and the flesh she had been made dead to…she fought to resurrect.

While veraciously attacking her body with increased excitement, and in a manner that would make one imagine the profession of love were directed at God, he muttered breathlessly just how much he loved her-

– and she froze.

His thoughtless words echoed in her heart. Oh God, I love you so much!

Oh God, I love you so much?

She used to say the exact same thing…and act like it too.

All at once, like buds of cotton were instantly plucked out of the ears of her heart, she heard Him. Clearly and distinctly, like he were closer than the aroused individual pressed against her body, she could hear Him calling her back; reminding her how much she was loved by Him, reminding her how much she used to love Him and letting her know she could still walk away. Right away.

Without further prompting she peeled her arms off his sweaty neck and pushed his bewildered face away from her body. In times past she’d often confessed her love for this sweet gentle person within – just as the ‘hungry’ fellow had done as he struggled to balance his breathing – but then without noticing precisely when, she didn’t anymore. And how could she, when she’d let so much garbage waltz in, that there was no more room in her mind for Him?

She adjusted her clothing calmly and unlocked the car door once again, simply shaking her head to every attempted protest from him. She showed him her wristwatch to indicate that she had overstayed her welcome – whether or not she had in his opinion – and got into the driver’s seat. When she looked at him she started to smile but the smile faltered as instantly, images of the past few minutes bombarded her mind and a wave of guilt and shame flooded her insides. She turned away but then He spoke  within her again – the voice she had ignored for far too long – and the soothing truth of scripture calmed her. Romans 8:1—Psalm 37:24—Proverbs 24:16… She mentally quoted and re-quoted the verses until she could think of nothing else but the redeeming love and forgiveness Christ made available to her in spite of her weakness and display of carelessness. She faced him again and smiled, promising to have his car returned in good time and knowing without a doubt that the car would be the only thing returning to him from her.

With that she backed out of his driveway and headed for the entrance gate, momentarily feeling sorry for the security warden she was going to inevitably rouse from slumber, but unable to stay on that thought for too long with all the joy and gratitude that threatened to erupt from within her.

As she headed home feeling elated, she momentarily became particularly conscious of the calm beating of her heart – which was in sharp contrast to its general state in recent times – and immediately had something of an epiphany which she noted for future reference.

Although filled with gratitude and thanksgiving to God for providing a way out and making available a second chance for her, she came to grasp that things might have turned out a lot differently – and not gotten so out of control maybe – if she’d simply listened to the One speaking to her heart from the beginning

It was a lesson she wouldn’t be soon forgetting.

 

THE END.

Thank you for staying with me till now! ^_^



8 thoughts on “Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)” by Kwiksie (@kwiksie)

    1. Thank you so much for reading!

  1. Good ending. I enjoyed the ride :-D . Cant wait to see more work from you

    1. How encouraging is that!? :D
      Thanks plenty….. and you will be seeing more from me.

    1. Thank you! :)

  2. I love the way you narrated this mini series, the mini lectures.
    Message well sent.
    I’d love to write something like this, describing every thought and emotion.
    Thumbs up.

    1. @ameenaedrees, i appreciate your comment so much, and i’m so glad the message got through (according to you though) :)
      P.s: please when you do write something (i’m almost certain you will) of this nature, do tag me – ‘cus i know its going to be awesome.
      ;) ^_^

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