I’ll Never Forget When My Mentor Slapped The Lies Out of Me…
As I stared out the greyhound window, a single hot tear slid down my cheek and fell from my chin. I could almost hear a “thud” as it landed on my jeans…
I looked down & saw the small wet circle forming on my pants…
I glanced at my phone, and my stomach sank like I was standing on the edge of a cliff. I had only been on this god-forsaken bus for 45 minutes!!
And worse, the ex-girlfriend I was in love with had not texted me back…
Pounding like a jackhammer through pavement, my leg started bouncing up and down. I was getting impatient…
I opened my phone… I mean maybe I missed the notification?
Nothing.
My thumb drifted towards the “Call” button…
But I wasn’t calling my Ex. I was calling my Mentor.
His coarse voice answered, “Hey, What’s Up…?”
The blood rushed to my face & I felt my skin get red…
The words poured out of me like a river... I shared the heavy feeling in my heart, like someone had placed a rock in the center of my chest. I shared my woes and my sorrows.
I poured my heart out to him…
He listened, with care & compassion…
And when I finally finished talking, there was a pause.
I waited for him to share his words of Love & encouragement.
Then he said… “You sure got a great Victim story man. One of the best I’ve heard in 30 years…”
My jaw dropped like I had seen a ghost. My stomach got so tight I felt like he had punched me with all his strength…
I was silent.
He said, “Look man, I’m not trying to be mean. I understand you’re having a hard time. But life is way more than your story. You called me for advice, so I’m giving it to you straight.”
He then talked for the next 3 hours straight… And sent me on a 7 month Spiritual Quest.
The boy in me shook with fear, but I did it.
And the Creator answered my prayers.
First, He stripped me naked of all my lies, my stories & the “poor me”.
I was a blank canvas. So God painted me with all His Glory, His Beauty & His Love.
After 7 months & many moments of being torn down & built back up, I knew what my Mentor was talking about…
The boy on that bus was now a Man. I held my head up high, because God had shared his Love & his Truth with me.
I didn’t need the validation and approval of a woman. Instead I found that deep within my Soul.
I felt a Wholeness, a Connection & a deeper Purpose.
