Saturday, September 8, 2007

My Girl

Another vintage post from my Facebook... just thought I would post it.

I was lying in my bed, half asleep from the day's exhaustion, thinking about the way my life will turn out. Or better yet, the way I would love for it to turn out. Two or three kids, two boys and a girl, an adorable husband with the softest brown hair and deepest blue eyes and the sweetest sense of humor, all of it mine. I could rejoice in the Lord for the great things He would have done for me, for what He would have given me. Then I feel the soft caress of a warm finger tracing the lines of my cheekbone as I lay my head against my pillow, the weight of a person sitting beside me on the bed. I open my sleepy eyes to see the most beautiful man watching me rest. He plays with the tendrils of my hair, wraps his fingers around mine, lifts my hand and kisses it softly as a prince would do for his princess.
"You know," he says, "you are truly beautiful when you are at such rest. I can tell what you were imagining. But I do have a question to ask you."
As I lift my head, he gently rests it back upon the downy pillow. What could he ask me that would ever make me uncomfortable? Just looking at him made me feel at peace. His deep blue eyes seemed to see right through me, looking straight into my soul and doing some repair work as he continued to speak.
"If I were to appear like this to you every night and every morning, would you want to spend more time with me? Would you love me more? Would you believe me more steadfastly when I say that I love you more than anything in my creation? You do know that those flowers in that field you pass every morning on the way to school is my bouquet for you, right? That sunrise that wakes you to each new day is only the beginning of the blessings I have in store for each day of your life. If I had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. I could not have made a more perfect being for your soul to reside in, not a more perfect soul to grow into for you. You will always have my beckoned call. I will always be at your side. I long to talk with you about your day, what you did, who you were with, about the deep desires of your heart that I placed there for a reason. You will always be my favorite thing to watch and delight in. You have some growing up to do, but you could never be more perfect to me than you are right now. And with age, comes more beauty. I have incredible plans for your life, but I do need you to believe me when I say that I do, because I know you like to take things into your own hands. But believe me, sweetie, I do. And I just know that you will be happy if you trust me to give you those blessings. It won't be easy all the time, but I'm always here. I'm forever right beside you to hold your hand when you're scared, lonely, tired, restless, anxious, whatever. And there are no better hands to hold.
But do you really need me to come to you like this? Physical form is just another expression of love for you that I have planned for another day. That day will be amazing, let me tell you now, but you are strong enough in heart to wait for that day. The companion you may want right now is not going to satisfy you like I have, do, and will. So, just trust me. All will be taken care of in due time. And for now, life is going to be a beautiful dance for us to waltz to, my girl. So, go back to sleep. Sweet dreams. I'll still be here when you wake up. I love you."
I woke up to find that no man was there, no trace of anyone ever being with me at all. But I knew in my heart that He would take care of me. I can trust Him to always look out for my best interest. And I can find Him in the little things that make everyday special. Oh what a wonderful Love I have.

I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise
You're not through with me yet...

It may not be the way I would have chosen
But you lead me through a world that's not my home
And you never said it would be easy
You only said I'd never go alone....

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