This past Friday Nate Davenport came and sang a mini-concert for some of my friends at my Sister’s house. He’s a very talented young man. You should check out his website and his music! If I could have people around me all the time that just burst out into song (like a fabulous song you hear on the radio in a store) he would be on that list of people who can sing around me anytime. Yes folks, I do have a list. Don’t judge!
He wrote and recorded an original song titled ‘Meant for Someone.’ Goes along with the theme of this blog quite well. :0) If you’ve never heard it before you should listen to it. Go ahead and stop reading, find the video on this page, and listen to it, then come back and finish reading. I promise you won’t regret it. Some people have a way with words and I believe that Nate is one of those people. It’s almost as if he can take how I’m feeling (without even knowing it) and wrap it up into a few words and place it in a song. Some of you reading this know my personal story with the loss of someone I loved and some of you don’t know the whole story. That is a post for another day, but some of the lyrics in this song really hit home to me.
In Nate’s own words: “ ‘Meant for Someone’ was written during a long and painful breakup with someone whom I loved. I came to a point where I was thinking about the concept of one perfect person for each person in the world, and whether or not, if true, that applied to me.”
Here’s my take on the song, and just some things that went through my mind as I thought about each line of the song.
“Gone away, why won’t hurt do the same?” There are times when it seems like nothing can make the hurt go away. Even when that one person is out of your life, the hurt still hangs around. Almost like when you cook a meal and hours after you’ve eaten and cleaned up the kitchen it can still smell like whatever you cooked. Even though the leftovers are put away, when you open up the refrigerator, the smell still hangs around.
“If we’re through, how am I going stop calling you?” The one person we shouldn’t call always seems to be the first that comes to mind when you want to chat about something. At least it is for me. Especially after it was over, the desire to continue those phone conversations that I had been so used to having was almost as painful as the loss itself. Over time though, the urge to pick up the phone and dial that all too familiar number has decreased.
“We get so tired of fighting when our loves just not enough.” Doesn’t matter how much you love someone, there are times when if you truly love that person, you will do what’s best for both of you and end the relationship, even if that means heartbreak for one or both of you. The heartbreak will pass, eventually. As my Aunt told me once, “better a broken engagement than a broken marriage.” It’s all a learning process and yes it is different for everyone. Do not feel bad because a friend got over their heartbreak in the past faster than you are. Sometimes the love between the couple is not enough to override the other circumstances going on around you. Fighting for the relationship to continue is worse than just ending it and moving on to where God leads you, trust me, I’ve been there. Fighting to keep the relationship above water is even more emotionally and physically exhausting than just laying it at the foot of the Cross and letting God take care of it all.
“The little panics punctuate the silence.” For me the worst part of my broken relationship was all the silence after it was over. The night my engagement ended I already had an eleven day vacation planned. (where we were going to celebrate Thanksgiving together with his family) This in turn left me eleven days of absolute silence. No normal work routine to follow, just an empty house and my own thoughts to keep me company while all my family and friends were at work during the day. Lots of time and space seemed to make the anxiety rise up in me. After only a few hours that first morning by myself I was craving something to keep me busy and to keep my mind off how things ended. Once I was back at work, the panic seemed to subside, at least during the work hours. That was one of the times I was praying we’d have to work on Saturdays because it kept my mind thinking of work instead of how my life was going.
“We’re all meant for someone and I told myself that someone was you.” This line in the song hit home the most to me. At the time I never would have thought of it that way, but looking back at past experiences I totally see how I told myself that I was meant to be with this person, all the while ignoring the other things going on in our lives. Part of me didn’t want to admit what I saw that was happening and part of me thought that if I let this person go there won’t be anyone else after him. No one else could ever possibly love me. Could they? Yes these are true thoughts that went through my mind. My friends had to keep me sane!
Please don’t lose hope, no matter what your situation. We are all meant for someone. Even if we aren’t meant for marriage, we are meant for someone. (To be an awesome Aunt, terrific Uncle, sweet spirited friend, etc.) Please don’t settle for someone you just keep telling yourself is the one for you. The one that God designed just for you won’t take any convincing that it’s the right match!!!!