I've talked to you before, but it still feels weird writing this now.
Maybe that's because I've ignored you, and your feelings, for a while now.
I thought I knew you. I really did.
Turns out, I know nothing about you.
I'm afraid to imagine you...
To try to know you before I really know you.
It's kinda like,
"Which came first, the chicken, or the egg?"
I'm afraid to say what I want,
For fear that it won't be what He wants for me.
Oh, the silly vanities the human mind can imagine...
If I were to tell them to someone...
Well, they would probably just laugh.
But wouldn't it be neat if I didn't tell anyone,
and then I met you, and you fit every thought?
I would surely know then, wouldn't I?
But I don't want to expect too much of you.
But if that is what God wants for me...
Then I cannot expect too much from His plan.
Not like I deserve everything I'm hoping for in you --
And I definitely don't deserve all I have in Him!
But if I am faithful to Him, I know He will reward me
In the best way possible.
He is my real reward --
my heaven, my beloved, my husband --
But someday, I'd like to think that He'll reward me with you.
And I am willing to wait,
Now more than ever,
For the great reward you will be.
If it's God's best,
you'll be completely worth it :)
I'm hoping that someday,
I can be your reward too.
Signed,
a small piece of your future,
Mrs.____________
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