To attract, not repel

 Twenty one years.

Of course I didn't know

That before you - I was collecting a pile of sidelined explosives. And you had the igniter. 

Doesn't it seem impossible?

The experiences that I stuffed inside - quite talented in the unhealthiest ability to hide. 

They were of a specific brand

That you would expose

Your brand of toxic and my brand of toxic meeting.

A rendezvous of catastrophe

Of course it didn't seem like the perfect storm in the beginning. Because love and infatuation and starry eyes

Starry eyes can't see venom.

I know God. If He saw the potential calamity of what was just under the surface; the volcano that would erupt. 

Why? 

It's uncanny really. The exact places that remain the most tender in the recesses of my heart. The soul ache. Line up, in an agonizing way, with the teeth of what is flawed in you

Impossible? Unfair? Not worth fighting? Too painful?

Or just right.

Divine design

I ask why - 

when I should ask why not? 

What if this is actually brilliant -  on a divine level? 

Of course the places that have been rearranged in each of us by hurt will repel the other

Unless we adjust

Like the laws of magnetism - we make a reversal in position

To attract. Not repel

Could the teeth of the individual hurts of two, aligning into the most painful places of our being, actually bring

healing?

Is it the perfect storm?

Or an exquisite, well planned opportunity to see the work of a most excellent Creator?

Your brand of attack from the enemy and my brand of attack from the enemy meeting. 

Flip the pole of the magnet.

 It's not our possession of toxicity, it's the poison inflicted from the father of lies. 

And here we are.

Flip the pole and the attraction is involuntary. 

A force outside of our control. 

Transform the repelling from the pain to the attracting of healing

What could be superior to an aligning of pain in two, that leads to two laying their lives down to be instrumental in the healing of one another? 

Change the narrative. There's unimaginable power in that

He is exceptional in planning, coordinating, bringing together. He is peace. He is healing. He does not make mistakes. This wasn't a coincidence that was doomed to crash and burn. 

Could we even possibly have an advantage in each others healing?

There's a higher level of purpose here than we could ever fathom.

 I'm in awe. 

I won't ever see it all while we're here. 

And the pain is still there. But the purpose is bigger

If it hurts too much and is too impossible for human attempts 

- to tape and bandage and keep tying to pick up the pieces 

Than it can not be done in a human way

Everything I read about Him points to this

Expose

Push to breaking

And then the breakthrough

Where it can only be mended supernaturally

That's where he wants us

Twenty one years is a lot of taping and exposing and hurting

And it's a lot of healing and mending and higher purpose

He writes it

It's unfolding. 

In His hands the narrative changes and the magnetic field rotates.