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Monday 1 February 2016

DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND...

I need you to get me. I need you to know that I have a million insecurities, I need you to be patient with me. I do not need the "typical" kind of loving. I need a special kind of love, one that won't be quick to judge but patient enough to listen and guide in the right path.
   There is a 100 percent chance that I will have a nervous breakdown while walking on that aisle to you, I need you to gaze directly into my eyes telling me, I'm the best thing that has ever happened to you, and letting me know that we will work together believing God. I'm properly going to walk in to your life damaged with all of my rags.  I hope you understand that, being scared of going into this union with you is not because I don't love you. I love you my king, you are the best thing ever. I will gladly give you everything and be the best for you. My fear comes from my broken pieces, my insecurities, my childhood experiences but with you by my side I know that I will be okay.
I've said yes because I feel your beautiful kind of Love.