My new favorite show is Downton Abbey. The show is set Pre-World War I. It stars Lord Crawley, his family, and their servants who live downstairs. The setting, characters, and plot fascinate me–especially Thomas. He’s the good-looking servant who is witty and super-sarcastic.
The more I watched the show I couldn’t help but think of a boy who reminded me of Thomas. They both have the same mannerisms, same haircut, and both behave like the bad boy. I used to see this guy every day because we worked in the same building. I walked past him every day.
Daisy is my favorite character on the show. She reminds me of the teenage version of me. She’s very sweet and naïve, and easily manipulated by Thomas.
Like Daisy is fascinated with Thomas, I was infatuated with this guy at work.
At Thomas’ suggestion, daisy lied to Mr. Carson about the other servants. It was never her intention to do that, but because Thomas put her up to it, she did.
It was never my intention to kiss someone whom I shouldn’t have been kissing, but I did.
I know I’m not the only girl who has fallen for the bad boy because of his charm. (And the same goes for guys who fall for the drama queen). I couldn’t get any guys at school or church to see me, and this boy made me feel pretty glamorous simply because he noticed me. I justified my actions because it felt good.
What I didn’t know was that he was using me. This guy knew I was naïve and didn’t care about me–just like Thomas didn’t care about Daisy. Ultimately it flattered their ego and nothing more.
Eventually, my shame caught up to me. I knew it wasn’t right to be making out with some guy who wasn’t my boyfriend–no matter how exciting and passionate it felt at the time.
I desperately went to the Scriptures. I wanted to fall hard for a boy, but the right one. I found courage in Psalm 37:1 that says don’t fret or be envious of the bad boy.
“Do not fret because of those who are evil or be envious of those who do wrong” (Psalm 37:1).
I do appreciate that Daisy finally told Mr. Carson the truth just like I finally told that guy I couldn’t make out with him because it wasn’t right. It wasn’t until I watched Downton Abbey that I was able to see the struggle on Daisy’s face and realize just how far I had come and how rewarding it feels to be set free from his charm.
Question for you: Have you ever fallen for the wrong person because they make you feel good in the moment? Or have you gone the other way and stayed strong, waiting for God’s choice for you?
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