I don’t even know what chapter of my life I’m in anymore. I’m not broken, but I’m not fully healed. I’m not sad, but I’m not truly happy either. I wake up, do what I have to do, laugh at messages, talk to people, and keep going... just enough to look like I’m okay. But deep down, I feel stuck in a life that doesn’t quite feel like mine. Like I’m present, but not really seen. Like I’m watching my own story unfold from a distance, waiting for the moment everything finally makes sense again.
If you’re not doing it out of love or out the kindness of your heart don’t do anything for me. I don’t need anyone around me counting favors or bringing up what they did.
People forget that marriage vows are promises made to God even more than to the person you’re marrying.
That’s why you should only marry someone who believes in God, because if they don’t care about keeping a covenant with Him, they definitely won’t care about honoring a vow to you.