Promise Keeper

I love jewelry & I've lost rings that I cherish, but they were just facades behind which I hid because I don't have the ring I really want: improper replacements for the engagement or wedding ring I really desire to wear. One of them was the most beautiful pear-shaped CZ I'd ever had. Looking way more expensive than the $5 that Sterling Silver beauty cost, I wore it on my left ring finger vowing to devote myself to getting a real one on there one day. MANY mistakes in one: For one I was giving off the impression that I was already taken, and I was...taken by my own demons & being too involved with them. Also, I was trying to do something that only our Creator & Most High could do which is bring that man to me & vice versa. Well, last year I sadly & happily, I lost that ring. Sadly just because it was so pretty, but happily so that I could leave the only finger it fit bare so that I wasn't giving off the wrong message. Earlier this year I found a bigger, marquis-shaped CZ set in SS, and it fit the ring finger on my right hand, which is slightly bigger than the left. It cost a little more (darned inflation) but I bought myself my own promise ring. I promise to continue to yield to the Holy Spirit and allow it to continue to shape me & guide me on the right path until I & my future mate meet. As I lose weight I can move it to my middle finger: a nice forget you to any who aren't supportive of my promise to myself. BUT GUESS WHAT...about a month after I bought that ring, I lost it, too...or so I thought. I remembered taking it off in acting class to put lotion on my hands & never put it back on. I've lost so many rings by leaving them in my lap then having them drop into the unknown when I stood up. I didn't fret, as the old me would have. I did beat myself up lightly saying, "I can't believe I lost that ring, too" & for not checking a lost & found to see if anyone had found it & honestly turned it in as I've seen so much in my new environment. For some reason the ring never left my mind for another month, but no matter how much I thought about checking on it, a higher power never led me in that direction.

My son set to be on vacation from Monday to Monday I did laundry & found my ring in the pocket of the jacket I was wearing that day in acting class...just in time to be childless for a week I found my own personal promise reminder to be chaste until I'm with the right one for me.

Godspeed.

I'm Jess...an Angel