Preparing My Heart For The Love I’ve Been Praying For
Finding real love starts with preparing our hearts and trusting God’s timing. Best-selling author of Finding God Every Day, Rebecca Simon, reminds us to surrender past hurts, embrace patience, and welcome love that reflects God’s grace and peace.
I’m tired of settling for surface-level love that looks good on the outside but feels empty on the inside. I’m tired of relationships that only show up when it’s convenient, love that’s conditional, and connections that fade the moment things get hard. I don’t want Valentine’s Day love — the kind that’s all flowers and romance but disappears when real life shows up. I want real love. The kind that stays. The kind that chooses me on the hard days, not just the highlight reel.
So today, I’m asking you to prepare my heart for the love I’ve been praying for, God. Heal the parts of me that keep accepting less than I deserve because I’m afraid of being alone. Show me the difference between someone who says they love me and someone who actually proves it. Give me the wisdom to walk away from anything that looks like love but doesn’t feel like peace.
God,
You know the kind of love my heart longs for — not rushed or fragile love, but a love that is steady, and truthful, and rooted in you.
If I’ve ever settled because I doubted what was possible, heal that part of me. If I’ve mistaken intensity for intimacy or attention for tenderness, help me unlearn what hurt me. Prepare my heart for a love that reflects your grace — a love that is patient, and kind, and consistent.
Teach me to love well, too, God. To communicate with grace, to give without losing myself, and to receive without fear. Make me someone who loves from wholeness, not worry.
And when the time is right, bring the person aligned with your purpose towards me — someone whose presence feels like peace. Someone who is honesty. Someone who reflects your softness and your thoughtfulness.
Keep me from forcing what isn’t meant for me, God. Protect my heart until real love arrives — the kind that honors you, the kind that feels like home.
Amen.