The only thing hardest when you were hurt is forgiveness. It has been a month from the time I broke up with my boyfriend when the news was unintentionally cracked to me by my friend that made the shards of my scattered fragments pressed even more deeply into my already broken heart. At that moment, I leaned on to my friend’s back and wept audibly. The whimsical of negative emotions surfaced again when I thought I was slowly moving past from it. It was a deep, soul-wrenching kind of hurt not easily healed. In a painful flashback, I remembered how he looked at me, how he held my hands, how he gave me his warmest embrace, how he whispered I love you, and how my world was laid in a bed of roses. But right there and then, all of that turned into a sham . I went home that morning and in my room, I fell trembling on my knees with my face down to the floor, desperately crying my heart to God as if washing His feet with my endless tears. “Lord, how could You ever allow that?” D...
“Here’s the one thing I crave from God, the one thing I seek above all else: I want the privilege of living with him every moment in his house, finding the sweet loveliness of his face, filled with awe, delighting in his glory and grace. I want to live my life so close to him that he takes pleasure in my every prayer.” Psalm 27:4