a letter to my future husband

Well I am not so sure what exactly came over me to write such a strange post. Perhaps its not entirely too strange really. After all, don't we all look to the future in anticipation for something? Also, more often than not, that "something" is finding THE one, and this applies to both sides of the gender spectrum. So I guess, this post is not entirely unexpected. It is something we all have battled in our minds, discussed with our besties and wish for in our prayers. So since, this is something we are familiar with, why not pen it down?

I think more importantly, I hope this is from all the ladies to their future husbands-to-be out there. Anyway, here goes:

Dear sir,

perhaps, it is highly unnecessary to introduce myself. I am not quite sure when or where or how you are going to be reading this. I guess it is rather strange for someone to write to another who does not quite exist in her mind as well. I don't know your name, what you do or what you like; but I guess someone up there does and is taking good care of you right now.

I thought I'd let you know that that someone up there is taking real good care of me too. He is preparing me for you, I am sure of that. I am still a little rough around the edges, but I am slowly working hard to refine myself. It is tough work, and I feel that I will still fall short of the ideal lady I hope to be. Embracing ideas like love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control- are really not easy. I still get impatient over many small things, and wish I could be a lot more gentle with my words. I can only wait in faith that the creator knows me best, and somewhere within me, there is that fruit of the spirit ready to blossom when the time is right.

I once read that an excellent wife is worth far more than rubies. As I read on, I can't help but I feel I am going to fall short of many of the qualities. How do I rise while it is still night, and work with my hands in delight? How do I speak only wisdom and gird myself with strength? Yet, I do know one thing - I smile at the future. I know that as the years go by, each quality I will learn and embrace. So that when the day doth come, I am a lady that you will call me blessed.

It remains a mystery who you are; you could be right under my nose, you could be on the other side of the world. I used to have a check-list of my must-haves in a husband, but I now only pray that you will patient for me, as I am for you. I no longer set expectations, because I entrust them to the Lord, that He provides as best fit. I realise that when we do meet, I will still fall short of the ideal and so will you. Yet, I think it is okay. This only poses a more exciting project, for us to grow and change in the Lord together.

So as I clasp my hands together and close my eyes, I pray that He who knows all will take care of you; whoever you are, wherever you are. I pray He will watch over you, and will always be your guide.

With much love,

your future wife.

without a doubt, this is probably the weirdest, most awkward post I have ever written. Congrats to myself!