Do you have your favorite number? Did it ever have a sentimental value to you? If you were to ask me, my answer to both questions is yes.

Seven (7) has always been my sister’s favorite number and since I pretty much copied her when I was a kid, it became mine as well. Being the nostalgic person that I am, I also decided to have a favorite date, July 17. Since then, I had a promise to myself that July 17 will be the date when I would say yes to my first boyfriend, my future husband. To some, a kid’s promise or dream might be shallow, but this promise was deeply engraved in my heart. I also decided to keep this a secret from everyone.

As I grew older, I unnoticeably let my guard down. My conviction was slowly fading as I let my heart take over me. I went from one relationship to another. I forgot to take care of my self worth. I was lost in that lie that romantic relationships will satisfy me.

There was this guy that I really liked and we started talking everyday. My feelings for him started to grow and blinded with my emotions, I decided to spill the beans about this favorite date of mine. Come July 17, 2017, he asked me to watch a movie with him and he confessed his feelings for me on the same day. We eventually became a couple but a few months later, he broke up with me.

After this unfortunate event, I despised the date. I hated July 17. I hated him. I hated myself.
But the Lord loves me. He saved me from the downward spiral that I was in. He slowly but surely healed my heart.

Now, July 17 still has a special place in my heart. It has now become a reminder and a celebration about how God’s grace impacted my life. Only God can truly satisfy me as my self worth is found in Him.

Along with sharing my story, I would love to empower every man and woman who is now reading this. YOU ARE WORTH THE WAIT. YOU DESERVE GOD’S BEST. YOU ARE ALREADY LOVED. 🤗