{"id":668,"date":"2012-08-23T21:57:55","date_gmt":"2012-08-23T21:57:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/?p=668"},"modified":"2012-08-23T21:57:55","modified_gmt":"2012-08-23T21:57:55","slug":"fic-faith-cj-jordanwoody","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/?p=668","title":{"rendered":"Fic: Faith (CJ, Jordan\/Woody)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><strong>Author&#8217;s Note:<\/strong> Written shortly after &#8220;Miracles and Wonders,&#8221; at which point I had only been watching the series for a few weeks, so I wouldn&#8217;t be a bit surprised if Jordan&#8217;s background is a little off. Oh well. *g*<\/em><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>I stopped believing in God when he took Paul away from me. I know, that sounds about as logical as marching up to the girl who stole your boyfriend and telling her she must not exist because if she did, she wouldn&#8217;t have done it. But it made me doubt, and doubt can be a powerful thing when you&#8217;re young and bitter. I&#8217;d been told all my life by priests that everything has a purpose, a reason, but I couldn&#8217;t see any reason for Paul to walk away from me. At least not any good one. So if God didn&#8217;t have his reasons, maybe there was no God&#8211;it was a hell of a lot better option than believing God was just out to get me, or didn&#8217;t care one way or the other.<\/p>\n<p>And then I went into medicine, and the more I began to consider myself a scientist, the more justified I felt I was in rejecting the idea of a God&#8211;loving or otherwise&#8211;somewhere up there. There was no divine creator of the universe with a master plan and a reason for everything. No one to be disappointed in. No one to let me down again. Only matter and energy and chaos and coincidence and chance.<\/p>\n<p>But suddenly I&#8217;m forced to wonder if I was wrong. If maybe there was a reason Paul left me all those years ago. If maybe that reason was so that I&#8217;d find myself standing here today, across from this man.<\/p>\n<p>He smiles at me, squeezing my hand, and I find I almost can&#8217;t breathe with happiness. And as silly as it seems, I feel as though everything that&#8217;s happened in my life has been funneling me towards this moment. A moment I would never have had if Paul left me for his God. If Mom hadn&#8217;t died. If Dad hadn&#8217;t lost his badge. If my heart hadn&#8217;t been broken a thousand times or more since by a hundred different scumbags.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t get me wrong, that doesn&#8217;t mean that I&#8217;m suddenly happy that all those things happened to me. I would give anything to have my mother here today, to see this. But&#8230;I guess all I&#8217;m saying is that if this was the destination, I have a new appreciation for the journey.<\/p>\n<p>He looks at me again and I smile back at him, hoping the words I&#8217;m about to say will communicate even one tenth of what I feel right now.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I, Jordan, take you Woodrow, to be my lawfully wedded husband&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>God, if you&#8217;re there&#8230;thank you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author&#8217;s Note: Written shortly after &#8220;Miracles and Wonders,&#8221; at which point I had only been watching the series for a few weeks, so I wouldn&#8217;t be a bit surprised if Jordan&#8217;s background is a little off. Oh well. *g* I &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/?p=668\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[44,158,222],"tags":[223,228,150,224,226,229,225],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/668"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=668"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/668\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":669,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/668\/revisions\/669"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=668"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=668"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/azar.ink-and-quill.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=668"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}