footsteps...
May 2011
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My dear husband,
You’re out there, somewhere. I am at a loss as to where you are, or even who you are. God has not closed the door on marriage in my life (so far), and so I will lay at His feet, begging Him for you to exist. In faith and in hope, I will give my desire for you to my King, surrendering my future and my all to Him. Until the day that He closes the door on the hope of you in my life, I will, in faith, continue to ask the Giver of all good things for you.
Wherever you may be tonight, may you be consumed by a passionate desire for Him. Be ravaged by His love, and thirst for His word. I so often fail at loving God and desiring Him above all the distractions in my life, and so, my love, your intercession for me is so important. Though you likely long for your other half as I do for you, let us live out every day of our single years with unrelenting purpose and passion.
It may be many years before God brings us together, but my darling, wait for me. Although the valleys in our walk with Christ may occlude us from seeing clearly, nothing is truer than the truth that He is enough. He is enough in every season; in pain and in joy. Find patience, strength, validation and fulfillment in our First Love, and He will grant us something even better as the answer to our longings: Himself.
With patience, tears, joy and love,
your future wife
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
—Anaïs Nin (via hydrogen) (via aerugo) (via navyreveries) (via toaststories) (via booklover) (via simplynicyxx)
When I was 13, my dad lost his wedding ring in the lake.
He had me and my sisters put large rocks in the area where he lost it so that he would know where to look. He dove for that ring every day for a week.
On the 7th day he came home with the biggest grin on his face. He had found his ring.
Knowing my dad’s love for my mom GMH.
The single, most attractive thing I could ever find in a guy is that he is madly in love with God and is desperately chasing after Him.
