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GOD’S TIMING IS ALWAYS PERFECT By Alfie W. Grant
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BY ALFIE W. GRANT At 28 years old, I seemed to have it all. I was a recent graduate of one of the top business schools in the country, had traveled the world and had many amazing experiences in my short time here on earth. I had just landed a position at a top global commercial real estate firm and returned to the great city of Atlanta to begin the next stage of my career. Additionally, I have two amazing parents who have given me their best, four loving siblings who have done nothing but support me, and an amazing extended family that continually wraps me in a blanket of love. I am an extremely blessed young lady.
similar interests, and similar goals, so our friendship naturally blossomed into a relationship that I thought would last forever. But as time went on, I began to notice that what had started off as an innocent first love had transitioned into a tumultuous relationship where I watched him welcome the attention of other women in his life. I thought this was the man I was supposed to marry, so how did we end up here? And how could we recover? Over and over again, I forgave transgressions and even in the times when we Although things seemed to be going well, I really actually broke up, I always believed that things had not imagined myself at this point in my life with would get better so I took him back. no husband in sight. In the midst of working and I fought for our relationship and I loved hard. going to school, I’ve always been praying for God However, hindsight being 20/20, I realize now to bless me with a husband, and honestly, I really that I gave up parts of me for that relationship that could not understand why He had not given me were never meant to be given to him. I sacrificed one yet. I desired to be someone’s wife, to support my standards and I sacrificed my self-worth for my man in all his endeavors, and give him all the him in ways that seemed minor at the time, but love that I had in my heart. I desired to be a wife I now know they were detrimental to my selfbecause I grew up in a two parent household and worth. I accepted things into my spirit from him saw how much each of my parents gave to each such as the lying, the infidelity, and the lack of other and how much they gave to us, and I wanted communication because I believed him to be my the same type of relationship in my life. But for this future husband. But he was not my husband and to happen, I needed a husband. It felt as if God after nine years, it finally became crystal clear to wasn’t hearing my prayers anymore. me that our relationship would never work. Even if I had been dating a guy off and on for nine years he never cheated another day in his life, the trust in in hopes that he would be my husband. We met our relationship was ruined and I could no longer the summer before my freshman year in college, dedicate myself to our relationship when he was and although he was a little older than I was, we not truly dedicated to it himself. had a lot in common: we had similar backgrounds,
After coming to this realization, I began to reflect in
