Yeah, Frank Could’ve Done That

Almost six months ago Frank’s life was set and planned. He had a beautiful wife and exciting plans to begin a family. Within a year or so they would have been expecting their first child. He was so familiar with his life and just loved his place in it. They were active in their church. They lived in a cute house that was becoming a home and shared everything. Frank even had a great extended family. He had two mothers and fathers-in-law, and a sister-in-law he adored. His life was on course for a happy ending. All that was left was to grow old with his wife and God willing, have a few grandchildren. But one day everything changed.

It seemed as though Frank just woke up one morning to discover that all of his hopes and dreams were swept right out from underneath his feet. Gone. Everything he knew. Gone. Everything he had been for five years of his life including three years of marriage. Gone. The only hand he had held. Gone. No longer would he be able to say, “Have you met my wife?” Everything changed. That life was over now.

Frank could just move away. He could run from it all. He could put it all behind him for a change of scene. New York could be his new address. Frank “the single guy” could become his new identity. It sure beats Frank “the divorced guy.” Surely Frank could find work somewhere else. Fresh beginnings, new start, new people and a new life. Yeah, Frank could’ve done that.

He could blame someone. He could blame her. He could even blamed her new “friend.” Or he could blame satan because he is the one behind all of the evil in this world, right? Better yet, he could blame God. After all, God is the One who has allowed Satan to run wild on this earth. And since He has allowed this to happen, He must be somewhat responsible, right? God could have forced it all to work out. In His unlimited power He could have limited her free will just a little so that she would have stayed and then Frank would have had his life back. Certainly there is blame to be placed at someone’s feet. Yeah, Frank could’ve done that.

Frank could become angry. He could rage. In the eyes of the world that would be justified. After all she left him for another man. He could talk bad about her. He could place a few phone calls to some of their mutual friends and tell them the truth of all that has happened. The lies, deceit, and refusal of marital counseling. He could save a little bit of face and not looke like some loser ex-husband who wasn’t good enough for his wife. Yeah, Frank could’ve done that.

Frank could become bitter at relationships in general. He could lose all hope in love.  Surely the world could use another cynical, ex-spouse turned proclaimer of the futility of love and marriage. Maybe Frank could join some sort of female-bashing support group that claim all women to be evil. Certainly if these types of clubs exist for women, they do for men. Yeah, Frank could’ve done that.

Frank could become overrun by guilt. He could blame himself for past mistakes. Lord knows he’s made more than he could ever count. Maybe he should have said “I love you” more. Or showed “I love you” more. Maybe he didn’t thank her enough or send enough flowers. He should have been more open minded, especially when it came to his principles. Perhaps he should have taken more walks with her around the neighborhood. She often asked but he was always “too tired.” He should have been less tired and less moody. He didn’t really love her like Christ loved the church. He could have tried harder. He should have tried harder. Maybe Frank is just too hard to love. Or maybe he is unworthy of love. Why would anyone ever want to love someone like Frank? Selfish, prideful, now divorced at the age of twenty-five Frank. Instead of facing these feelings head on, maybe he should just wallow and resign himself to a life of loneliness. Yeah, Frank could’ve done that. Actually, he did do that.

But many years ago Frank learned about a God who stands ready to offer second chances. He is the God who revealed Himself to the world through this God-man named Jesus, whose love, grace, and forgiveness has no limits. Frank knew that Jesus could have made different choices too, but instead he chose a death on a cross, a burial in a tomb and was resurrected by God’s power three days later. Why? Because long before the world as we know it even began, Jesus chose Frank. And Jesus wanted to prove it.

Many years ago Frank believed God and chose Jesus. For Frank, Jesus was still the best choice He could make.  And that made all the difference. It still does. And it can for you.

About Fred

I am a follower of Jesus, the husband to Alison Glenn, daddy to my little man Ian. I am a son, brother, friend, bi-vocational pastor of Williamsburg Christian Church, ethnographer, activist and justice seeker, founder and president of 3e Restoration Inc, adjunct professor at Regent University, and mission specialist of church renewal with Mission Alive. I received my B.S. in Ministry/Bible at Amridge University and my Masters of Religious Education in Missional Leadership (MREML) from Rochester College. I am currently working toward my Doctorate of Ministry in Contextual Theology at Northern Seminary.
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