Tuesday, November 22, 2011

To my future wife...

I am not sure if we know each other yet. Perhaps we've met, but do not know each other well right now. Perhaps we'll meet tomorrow. Perhaps not for a while.

In any case, I've been thinking a lot about you lately. Or maybe 'thinking' isn't the right word: one thinks about what they know, and wonders about what they don't. So, I've been wondering about you a lot... what you're like, what your favorite food is, what kind of music you listen to, whether you're a soprano or an alto... you know, really profound stuff.

I guess I've been getting impatient recently. It seems like with every passing year, more and more of my friends and classmates from both high school and college are getting married and at times like that, I can't help but wonder when our moment will come.

I wonder if you've been feeling the same way.

I wonder if you've been wondering about me, too.

I know that this is a "God thing"; something that will happen when it is supposed to, and not a minute sooner or later. My head knows this, but I wish my heart were more trusting.

Anyway, I just want you to know that I've been praying for you, wherever you are. I've been praying for patience for you, in addition to me; praying that you're content with where you are right now; praying that you are striving after God wholeheartedly; praying that you feel loved and encouraged by the people around you. Praying that you and I both can trust in God's timing.

As much as I might want to, I can't pray for God to rush things--His timing is perfect, and what we're living right now is shaping us into who we'll be as husband and wife someday. For something so important, I don't want to cut corners or miss a minute!

You may never read this (though I'm hoping you value my ability to write, so it's possible you'll track this down). If you do read this someday, just know that I've been praying for you and praying for us long before there was an "us".

I'll see you when I see you!

Love, your future husband,
Nate

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