Love Hurts

Four days ago I was blindsided with a breakup from my on and off again boyfriend of two years. Two days after Valentines Day, after he gifted me pink and glitter forever roses, three things that I just love all rounded into one. Roses, that are pink doused in glitter. This man knows what will bring a smile to face. A gift I could literally enjoy forever, a forever symbol of his love that he has for me.

But why didn’t this break-up hurt like the others? You think the last six amazing months of our relationship, all the love, laughter, happiness we shared together would have mean something. Yes, I hurt but not the kind of hurt that I feel like I have the flu. In way I expected this to happened. Just not right after our trip to Miami, the anniversary of his brothers death, or even Valentine’s day. But why?

I truly believe his own doubts, fears, anxiety,, and his stubbornness turned into his own temptation, his test. Not given by God but by his self. He Failed. He started to believe that his fears were real, and all his work he did on him self he ignored. — — Earlier on Monday I was angry with myself and with God, I yelled out to Him, “Why God? I need answers as to why you did this.” I originally thought God gave us tests but I was quickly corrected, I received my answer Tuesday afternoon. I talked to my mother and she said to read James Chapter 1 and boom a light bulb went off in my head! See I knew I was a blessing to this man, I knew because I was there for him when he needed to be shown what true love was. I gave him the kind of Love God has for me and you. HE…