
PART I
The betrayal of my life. Two of my all time best friends (pictured above),* notwithstanding my attempts to introduce them that they might fall madly in love and wed, secretly met (for the first time) in L.A. without my knowledge. Here's where the betrayal comes in (this is technically that brilliant genre of literature known as "satire," FYI). See, Jared lives in Maryland, and attends the Naval Academy. Molly goes to Scripps College outside of L.A. They've never met. That's important. More important than the fact that Marley was truly dead as a door nail. The stage is set: so last night I get a call from Jared, only it's Molly on the phone. Then Molly calls me (so I think, except she's talking to me while the incoming call comes up with her picture on it), only it's Jared on the phone. Are you following? Confused? That's the idea. So they totally pretend they have no idea what's going on, but I'm freakin' out! They peformed wonderfully. I confessed to Molly before we went our separate ways that I still wasn't convinced that she and Jared hadn't orchestrated the whole thing just to get me... but I couldn't believe that. I just couldn't. Was it because their performances were so incredible?? Naah. I just couldn't buy that they'd be in the same place, living thousands of miles apart. Alas, I was wrong. Moments after we all hung up, I got that picture from one of them. Betrayal. Compared to this, Iago, Brutus, and Judas feel like small players. How dare they take over their friendship for themselves without the matchmaker's approval or foreknowledge?! Arrgh!
PART II
Hope. Hope is my word for this day from Jesus. Maybe my word for much longer, but I have from God the Word hope, and so I have been meditating on this word.
PART III
Once I got over my insomnia (it took me almost two hours to go sleep last night - tossing and turning all night over my two "friends" and their so-called "get together") and my despair (the natural response to betrayal) I realized that actually, the joke was on them and they were playing into my plans perfectly. First I drop the hints. Then comes the Facebook friendship. Soon follows frequent IM conversations. Now they are meeting secretly! Betrothal is soon to follow! They are falling into my traps so well they even think they are in control! Mwahahahahahaaaa!!!!! Your lives are mine! Your marriage, inevitable. A blissful relationship and two lives sold on the Kingdom of God are sure to follow! And you are powerless to overcome the forces that are now in motion! HA!
*Actually, look at the bottom of my blog for detailed biographies of Jared and Molly (in relation to the rediculous impacts they had on my life), as well as several other pictures of them. These are huge players in the life of Josh! To think that I only thought to get them together this last Christmas...
7 comments:
Oh, Josh. You are such a pansy. And it was Thanksgiving, not Christmas.
that guy looks like he had 5 classes, a 6 hour plane ride, and a date on 3 hours of sleep
oh..wait......
and this was glorious....probably the greatest "gotcha" i've ever seen pulled on you ;P
I thought Jared had some other girlfriend. And you think about marriage far far way way much much too too often my friend. It's a little unhealthy, trust me.
I agree with BENben...not on the me having another girlfriend part...but truly, he's right...talking about marriage too much is unhealthy.
Hey. How about that new blog entry? A sort of sequel, perhaps. Or just something other than the word "betrayal" stabbing my conscience every time I look at your blog. Pansy.
Seriously, Josh...
Josh. Update.
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