I don’t pretend to know what type of love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person in the world.

Love them enough to tell them honestly everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is part of forgiveness, the healing balm for corrective behavior on the basis of trust, faithfulness, openness, acknowledgement, repentance, and commitment.

Relationships are put to the test by discovery of unfaithfulness, weather by suspicion or being presented with absolute evidence that an offence of great magnitude has been committed; Truth plays an important part in solving all corresponding issues. In prayer we ask the Lord to forgive us of our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.

The road to redemption is a long one, where new grounds are fought over in conviction of the soul, ignorance is surely weakness in the concept knowledge, where integrity governs the vital strings to our bow, even in extreme cases, and honesty must rise to the fore front of our lives.

Forgiveness is healing the soul, it requires painstaking efforts, taking the hostility and estrangement of betrayal to a new awareness, it will take time for the healing process to mature, but while there is some measure of hurt, in betrayal, forgiveness reflects the unfortunate circumstances and seeks restoration; the rewards are beyond monetary values. Forgiveness is the ultimate fulfillment which can bring about reconciliation and peace of mind.

We are never the same after relationship storms have devastated our lives, the shock and impact disrupt the normal routine like a crippling accident, the experience can leave a person traumatize, and may find it difficult to come to terms with what has happen to them.

Over the last few months, I have done just about everything humanly possible to leave the monstrous pass behind, uncomfortable it may feel, the desire to come clean leaves a bitter taste evoking memories of the indiscretion I had carried around inside of me, not something I am proud to admit, but honor is the braver part of the battle to achieve the crowning victory.