Dear One: A Letter for the One God has for Me

Dear One,

I hope you happen to stumble upon these words.

I am writing to let you know that I am grateful for your existence. I thank God for birthing you.

He must have been taking delight in writing our story. I bet it would be a glorious tapestry.

I am grateful that you are there; and that you are patient enough to wait not only for me but for the right timing as well.

It only shows that you are man enough not to “awaken love until it so desires” (Song of Songs).

I don’t know about you but my heart has been so wrong in the past. It has been utterly scorned, profusely wounded, and brutally bruised. I needed a little space and time to purify my heart, to grow more in Christ, and to lavish with my relationship with Him. Thank you for giving me that leeway. Thank you for not distracting me in my walk with Christ when I needed a moment with Him.

I have been praying for you to be the best that you can be.

Thank you for being an excellent one. I am earnestly praying and working hard to be the best for you, too.

I want you to know that I am enjoying this season of my life. I am loving myself more than anyone can. I am caring for myself more than any man can. I am enjoying a “single” life.

I want you to know that I am not needing a superhero or a knight in shining armor. I am not a damsel in distress. I have learned to be a strong woman in this season of waiting. But don’t worry, I will also let you lead me and show me how gentlemanly you can be.

Dear, God is healing the wounds from the past so that I can be whole for you and for us. He is making a queen out of me, worthy for you and the empire we will be building.

I won’t be needing you. But I would be wanting you — your love, your time, your consistent affection, and most especially, your emotional and spiritual maturity— because more than being handsome, I’d like you to be a happy and a holy man.

But don’t praise me for saying those things, dear one.

Waiting for a man like you takes a ton of forbearance too. I forbear provoking a jealous feeling with every couple who lovingly walks along the park holding each others’ hands. I refrain day dreaming with every love song I hear and I hold back wondering if somebody will sing a ballad for me, too. I withhold coveting every beautiful poem I read as I desire to receive one from you someday. I try to shun declaring lack of faith with each passing day waiting for you.

Sometimes I just wish you would come and just sweep me off my feet. I would imagine you and I exchanging words of romance with lovely smiles painted on our faces. Like fairy tale in the movies, I would imagine a man handsomely dancing with me in the coolness of night.

Lovely thoughts.

But I have learned a lot from the heartaches of the past. I have learned how a flicker of emotion can lead to a yet another heartbreak. That’s is why I have decided to wait for you as the Lord permits. But I know all those pure imaginings will be real in their beautiful time (Ecclesiastes 3:11). We will be making memories lovelier than my sweetest imaginations.

Every girl dreams that fairy tale would come into reality.

And I am a no exception.

To me, my fairy tale would come when you declare your love to me fearlessly and purely. Please know that you need not do some overly romantic gestures nor do you have to give me roses and chocolates every day (though that would be wonderful). But a man can be passionately romantic at the beginning but loses the fire of romance in the end.

Fairy tale to me is when you simply act as a man. It’s when you choose to be bold in pursuing me. It is when you tell me that I am the woman you have been waiting and praying for (1 Samuel 1:27). Fairy tale to me is when you see my flaws behind my pretty face but still accepts and loves me for being me (1 Corinthians 13:4–8). Fairy tale to me is when you come knocking at the door of my heart and patiently wait until I open it for you.

Dear One, I know you’re coming.

Even now as you have been reading this, I know you’re coming.

I know…

You are never too far nor too close. You are just there. Perhaps you’re just seeing me at a distance or just wondering about me, too. Perhaps just like me you needed time to heal from life’s ills caused by the world around you. Perhaps you know that God is giving me to you. I want you to know that yes, I am.

I am with you in this season of waiting.

Please know that you are dearly longed for.

Waiting and praying for you,

Ms. True Love Waits