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Minor misconception to Major problem 

The statement if you stopped loving me you never loved me in the first place is an interesting thought to me. It seems like an attempt to put love in a time frame. Like its a conditional statement. If you did in a previous season but you don’t now then you never did. Maturity changes ones perspective. Now that I’m older this relationship is no longer fitting. So I choose to move on. This is wisdom.

It takes far more than love to make a relationship work. How do I know? There’s a simple yet profound principle called a three fold cord. This cord is not easily broken. If there is one string missing from this cord called love then of course its easier to break. This is where that statement comes from; if you don’t now then you never did.

But what if that isn’t the case? What if love just needed a better support system? Perhaps a mix of prayer praise and worship and it wouldn't have fell upon a change of season. Prayer incubates while worship waters and praise remembers which helps love conquer. And who can conquer without daily bread? Without direction from He who orders our steps? Who can conquer without strength that comes from being in His presence? Missing revelation of the name of our King. Who can conquer without identity? Without pulling on the time He showed up on your behalf? These are ingredients for victory. 

Ive learned a lot about love. From my own personal experiences to God given wisdom even my awesome spiritual parents. I have had time to appreciate singleness so that I could endure a relationship. My level of love has always been a representation of my maturity in Christ. For I could only give somebody else what I received first from the Father. 

It wasn't until I loved on him through prayer praise and worship that I truly could give love to somebody else. It amazes me to see so many young women dying to know love all while bypassing the Father. We all agree that God is love but refuse to seek Him first. Instead we reach out to man for answers that result in broken families and perverted family portraits. 

No men at home. Children running away. Women giving up cause they have no direction. More baby showers than bridal parties. We can have sex at the touch of a button and comfort for a small seed into a demonic ministry. Families are now believed to come in multiple varieties. The mother daughter bff trend. The I'm too lazy to work but expect a meal men. The son who is so feminine because he lacked the concept of a father. The I don't need a man I can do it all by myself women. I see them all daily. 

Then there's this demonic thought process that a man can replace a woman. So now we see two men together deeply in lust with no where to plant seed. No womb to carry destiny and increase his capacity. No one to cover him in prayer during times of intense warfare so he falls for anything that makes his flesh feel good. Now its natural to become one with another man instead of a woman. 

Of course women are not exempt. Instead of keeping ourselves pure we embrace whoever has the best pick me up line. You didn't grow up liking women but one chick had the power to make you consider an alternative lifestyle. Erasing all evidence of being born a woman to become a man you're not even interested in. Caught in the web of wedlock to have a child you and her can call your own reducing the need for a father. So many times we forget what we were created for.
Its amazing what a simple misconception can produce. 

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