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“He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me. They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the Lord was my support. He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me.”
Psalm 18:16-1
CHAPTER SEVEN
For me, Paris was not “the city of lights.” It wasn’t even “the city of love” in spite of the fact that I was going there ostensibly for that reason. No, Paris was about being reunited with Olivier in hopes that our relationship would finally flourish and lead to something more permanent. I couldn’t get out of Taiwan fast enough in my desperation to throw myself into his arms and let him rescue me from the pit I had been living in. Paris could have just as easily have been Wichita, Kansas. It could have been Mongolia for all I cared . . . . .
Love your story, Jennie.
You weave stunning imagery, with emotions, and your faith – without one or the other taking over the story.
Can’t wait for the next chapter, as always.
xo
Argh! I’m so bad at replying to really encouraging comments because I don’t know what to say, but am still super encouraged by your words and support. 🙂
Every week, I wish I could keep reading from where you have stopped the story! So well written…
This is really encouraging – thank you.
These are so great that this comment seems so lame. Sorry.
But it’s not a lame comment – I treasure it in my heart. 🙂
I don’t know if you consider yourself to be a ‘brave’ person, but you were and you are!
Remarkable story told by a remarkable woman!
XOXO OTG!
Boy, that Olivier sure is a jerk! I hope you don’t end up with him…. oh wait!! you DON’T! Phew! 🙂 To echo what Opinions says above… you are a brave person! I bet many of us have been through less-than-ideal relationships and periods of depression or disappointment, but most of us have not done this while living in multiple foreign countries with significant language and culture differences from our home country.
He was a nice guy, just a terrible boyfriend for me. But to be fair, I was the one clinging to him. He wasn’t sending mixed messages other than letting me do it.
Jennie, I’ve been reading your blog for about a year but have never commented. I have been enjoying your memoire. Mondays are long days for me and I really look forward to coming home and reading a new chapter each week. Thank you for your honesty and sharing with others!
Thanks for writing Stephanie – I’m happy to meet “a friend I haven’t met yet.” 😉
I love you Jennie. You were always so patient with me in my learning about God. I love the way you write and I hope this becomes a movie. Inspiring to read and the breaks between each keep you hooked and wanting more. Enchanting.
What a wonderful place to let God into your heart…..
Great chapter to which I can sooooo relate!! Love you dearie and miss you so lets get together soon.
Aaaggghhhhh……. i hate coming to the end of a chapter…….it،s soooooooooooo interesting and entertaining………
You have no idea how encouraging that is. 🙂
Hi Darling! LOVED this chapter. Can’t wait to hear more. I get very excited when you have a chapter for us to read. I love how you get inside the sights/sounds/feelings for us.
I think this is my favorite chapter so far. Really hated to see it end. So many life experiences in such a short time. . . .
Every time I read these I’m in awe of what an exciting life you’ve lived, even with the ups and downs. Love that you keep telling your story.
Can’t get enough of your story, Jennie. Your descriptions of Paris bring me to the city; I can see each street, each park, each wood-and-glass door. And your faith story in this chapter, intermingled with the details, simmers with an expectation that you are about to find your way.
I really enjoyed this chapter, too. The feeling of Paris you evoke, and I love reading about the incidents which caused your faith to grow, amazing.
Quelle belle histoire, Jennie. Tu me donnes l’espoir. Tu es si courageuse!
Bisous Katie!