What God Preserved Me From
Reflection for November 22, 2025
Today, I found myself sitting with a kind of clarity I didn’t expect. There’s a certain kind of understanding that only comes when God knows you’re finally strong enough to hear the truth without breaking. And honestly… that’s where I am.
Last night, I sat across from someone connected to my past — a past I’ve healed from, a past I’ve written through, a past I’ve prayed myself out of. And even as I listened, even as I learned things I never knew, even as stories unfolded, my spirit stayed steady. I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t jealous. I wasn’t longing.
I was simply… aware.
For the first time, I truly saw the reality of what God pulled me out of. Not just the man — but the lifestyle, the chaos, the cycles, the spiritual assignment that was designed to drain me. I always knew it could have been worse, but hearing the details made me realize it would have been worse… if God hadn’t stepped in when He did.
And you know what kept rising up in me?
I didn’t need him — I just loved him.
And there is no shame in loving someone honestly.
People can talk. People can twist the story. People can paint themselves as the victim. That’s life. That’s human nature. That’s the world God warned us about. But the truth remains:
I loved with integrity.
I gave with purity.
I showed up with loyalty.
I invested with sincerity.
And I didn’t give out of ego — I gave out of heart.
What I’m learning is this:
Some people don’t love you — they love what you represent.
They love what you open up in their life.
They love the doors that come with you.
They love the experiences they would’ve never reached on their own.
And if you’re not careful, you think they love you…
when really, they love the benefits of you.
Accepting that truth hurts, but accepting it also frees you.
And today… I am free.
I’m not ashamed of anything I did.
I’m not embarrassed by how I loved.
I’m not sitting here wishing I could erase the past.
Because everything I walked through shaped the woman I am now — awake, discerning, healed, and finally honest with myself.
I don’t need validation from anyone connected to the situation.
I don’t need apologies.
I don’t need explanations.
What I needed, God already gave me:
truth, clarity, and closure.
I also understand something else now — something deeper:
I need a man, but not that man.
I need a man who is whole.
A man of God.
A man who knows himself and doesn’t fear growth.
A man who values partnership, not opportunity.
A man who doesn’t depend on me to become, but comes to me as a man already becoming.
What I had before wasn’t that.
And I can finally say that without bitterness.
Just truth.
So this reflection isn’t about him.
It’s about what God shielded me from — the things I didn’t see, the things I didn’t know, the things my heart wouldn’t have survived.
I’m still processing.
I’m still unpacking the magnitude.
But what I do know is this:
God preserved me.
God saved me.
God freed me.
And God elevated me.
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