Years ago I wronged someone. Someone I loved dearly. The sorrow for what I said to her remains within my heart to this day. I have no idea why I said what I said.
We broke up afterwards. She avoided me when I attempted to call or meet with her to apologize. Seven years later I prayed for just 3 minutes with her to tell her how sorry I was for what I said. The very next day I saw her. I called to her. I heard her gasp. She turned around and came to my vehicle. She placed her hand on the window of my vehicle. I placed mine gently over hers. She didn't remove her hand. I told her how very sorry I was for what I had said to her. I told her I will always love her. Suddenly a female friend of her's drove up. She was there to pick her up. She had to leave. That was the last time I saw her. I saw her for 3 minutes. As I had prayed for. How strange.