Awhile back, Raul gave me the gift of a Magnolia tree. Nature is one of my love languages, so I was highly anticipating its bloom. When it finally bloomed, I ran across the yard to sniff its smellyness and take its picture. I took ahold of the stem to get a close up, when my #ManHands broke it. I couldn’t believe it. I had waited for this, and when it finally arrived, it broke. There’s a blog in this. We wait for someone: a spouse, a child, a best friend. And then we finally get it. And then it breaks. The spouse isn’t who we thought he/she was. The child isn’t growing up to be who we prayed he/she would be. The friend who promised “BFF,” forsakes it when he/she gets jealous and walks away. Here’s what I’ve learned: Life hurts. Relationships break. God heals. It is very important to know that God heals. Does God heal the relationship? Not always. My flower can’t grow back into its broken stem. But God DOES heal every heart that has Him in it. I think that’s why this has been my life-verse: “We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed,” Because it promises that our heart can be pressed on all sides by brokenness. But God will not let us be crushed beyond a new bloom. I hope this encourages someone today.