52/52 Sundays, God I thank you for the last Sunday in this year. You have been Faithful, Kind, Helpful, Gracious and Merciful to me. Thank you for never forsaking me and for always coming through for me. I am grateful to have a loving Heavenly Father, Thank you God.
Jesus is:
My savior
My life
My peace
My love
My guide
My provider
My teacher
My security
My victory
My Saviour
My King
My Lord
My bread
My water
My redeemer
My friend
My help
My rock
My shepherd
My shelter
My hope
My salvation
My eternity
My haven
My shield
My armor
My all
Please date sweet men. Please date men who respect you in anger. Please date men who are soft spoken. Please date men who are patient with you. Please date men who respect their own bodies. Please date men that are kind to your soul. Please date men who have self-control
Getting hurt by someone you went so hard for, someone you showed up for over and over again, will mess you up in ways you can't always put into words. It's not just the pain of betrayal; it's the confusion of wondering if your love was ever seen, if your efforts ever mattered, if you were ever valued the way you valued them. It makes you question your worth, your judgment, and the way you love so deeply. It's a different kind of heartbreak when you realise you gave your all to someone who didn't know what to do with it.