Does God give us the desires of our hearts? Will He give us the things we want? How can we know if something we want is from God or not? This post explores how we should manage our desires.
Cori pressed the phone against her ear. The silence was unmistakable.
Brad had hung up on her. Again. It was the third time in the past ten minutes he had ended their conversation in mid-sentence. And each time he did, a piece of her heart broke.
She put the phone down and thought about what to do next.
Brad and Cori had been dating for over two years. He was everything she wanted in a boyfriend. Well, almost. His temper was more than she could bear at times, and he could be vengeful. She didn’t like that he chose to be with his friends every Friday night instead of her, and he was occasionally rude to people.
But, no one is perfect.
Then there were the jealous streaks that struck at the most awkward moments. Some occurred at random, triggered by a simple coincidence. Others were calculated, or so she supposed. Either way, Cori always felt ambushed by his accusations that she was interested in other men. She hoped that his insecurity would fade one day, and he would see how much she cared about him.
One day, perhaps.
All else aside, their relationship was everything Cori had hoped for. Brad was handsome, had little-boy charm, and fit comfortably into the mold of the ideal man she created as a teenager. Though she had dated a few others before him, Brad was the man she wanted to marry.
That is, if they could move past the “one-time hook up”, as he called it. Brad had gone out with some friends and was supposed to call her when he got home. But she didn’t hear from him until almost noon the next day. After pressing the issue for over an hour, Brad confessed that he had spent the night with a girl he met at a bar.
“She didn’t mean anything to me,” he said.
They argued about it for days. Cori thought about ending their relationship and was convinced Brad had no idea how much he had hurt her. But in the end, she decided to stay because she couldn’t imagine her life without him.
Besides, no one is perfect.
It took a while, but things settled down. Cori sealed the memory of that night in the recesses of her mind and tried to move on. Their relationship seemed to be improving, but every now and then, small things happened to make her worry. Like the times when Brad appeared to be texting when he thought she wasn’t looking.
If she questioned him, he criticized her for being paranoid. When he got tired of defending himself, Brad went on the offensive and accused her of seeing someone else too. A few minutes of arguing was enough to wear Cori down, so she would change the subject to get their conversation back on track.
Somehow, she knew their relationship wasn’t healthy and that Brad wasn’t good for her.
But then again, no one is perfect.