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I had seen Sandy go to Bible study with him a few times, but it still didn’t seem serious. She would sit with her Bible on her lap looking at Pastor Brian, but I knew that she didn’t want to be there. I would catch her looking at me, and her face would turn twenty shades of red as she tried to look away. But we had that “spark”. You know, almost like we were meant to be together. Sandy would smile and twirl her hair as she thought of us together. Then she would remember who she came to youth group with, and our magic moment would be over.
Today I left a message at her house, but she never returned my call. That’s ok. Sometimes girls do that when they are not sure what to say. I decided that I wouldn’t take it as a rejection. I just needed to try a different approach.
Flowers, girls like flowers. I stopped and purchased the biggest bunch of pale peach roses that the man on the corner had for sale. The fragrance was almost hypnotic as it drifted in the wind. No one can reject the feeling of acceptance that flowers give. A girl that receives flowers knows that she is special. I arranged the flowers in a beautiful crystal vase. The cut-glass edges sent a sparkle that was blinding to anyone that looked.
Still I heard nothing from Sandy. Oh sure, she occasionally wrote me a note to let me know that she had not forgotten me. But that is not what I wanted from her. I wanted her un-divided attention. I wanted her to look at me and no other. I wanted her to give me her heart.
I knew the next step had to be jewelry. A beautiful diamond pendant would show Sandy that I cared for her, and that I had all the wealth and riches that she would ever need. Carefully wrapped in its silver bow, the Tiffany box sat on her doorstep. Now I just needed to wait. Wait for Sandy to realize that I was the one to fulfill all of her dreams.
I never did hear from Sandy, which was surprising because I thought we had something. I guess the Bible guy won out in the end. Was I hurt? No. I had come so close and faced rejection before. The great thing is that some of her friends noticed me. After watching me pursue Sandy for so long, they wanted to get to know me better. Because they were always with Sandy, they were able to get a real sense of who I was.
I was False Hope.
Psalm 25:21
o New International Version (NIV)
May integrity and uprightness protect me, because my hope is in you.
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