herlucidlife

Seriously, I don’t understand this man at all. Didn’t reply to my SnapChat but has the audacity to try and hold a conversation at work. What do I make of the things transpiring before me? Do I hold onto the details? Allow myself to hold onto “hope” when I’m sure there is none. Allowing myself to see “potential” when the man has given no indication that there is. Delusions can run deep when matters of the heart are involved. 

God has allowed friends in my life that speak truth. I need to hear the hard truth from those that care about me because I’ll constantly look for details instead of seeing the obvious in front of my face. I didn’t want to believe that he didn’t want to make time. Not a bad person just not my person and that’s okay. Standing in the kitchen, letting the truth my brother spoke to me sink in. I felt a flow of gratitude into my heart and mind. 

The door is open. No unnecessary man holds his spot. The possibilities of who my person could be are endless. I blocked him from all access. I closed the door on this person because I realized I was walking by myself. Just for God to reveal that the door for the correct person is wide open. God has been allowing the wrong connections to end. I don’t believe that’s happening for no reason because so many times in my past the wrong connections were allowed to take hold. 

The last two years have been one failed launch after the other. Though the prospect of not coming to fruition definitely hurts. God has allowed me to find gratitude and purpose in the way things continue to flow. Simply a redirection I accept with open arms.