You do not know me yet, but you are often on my mind. Ever since I was a little girl playing dress-up, I have planned for our life together (I hope you do not find that too presumptuous). Our union is something I eagerly await everyday.
But I have one qualm, yes, one argument with you, Sir. It is simply this: you are not here.
I do not know your name. I may have never seen your face. Perhaps you need to be told that I am ready and waiting? That I grow weary of loneliness?
Well, Sir, I believe that you will find me and that I ought not manipulate that responsibility from you. But you are taking such a very long time!
And for what? What could you possibly be doing that is more important than seeking me? Why are you shirking your duty? Do you not know that you are my Sir, mine alone? Shall I be waiting forever?
Oh, dear Sir, we are not yet married and I am already arguing with you. Perhaps I have placed blame too quickly. Perhaps you are just as anxious as I?
Yes, it is your duty to begin our relationship. But we are both only characters in the same love story, not the authors of the book. Colored strands cannot choose how to be woven together. Only the weaver can create a beautiful pattern.
Please forgive my impatience, Sir. I forget that we have more than just the two of us. We are not alone. Our love will only be worth having if it centers around Christ. He is the Author of our story and the Weaver of our lives. He loves us more than we shall ever be able to love each other. He knows the time when we will be united at last. I cannot blame you, Sir, for my long wait. Nor dare I blame Him, for I am certain that I do not know better than He.
My dear Sir, I hope you are coming soon. But if you do not, I will continue to wait. I would rather fade with age before trying to write our story myself.
Whatever you are doing, wherever our Lord has you, keep following His lead. Though I long to be in your arms, a pattern takes time to weave. You can see how I am still learning in my waiting. I am certain that you are learning your own lessons. It matters less that we are still separate and more that we are knowing Him better.
I love you, my dear Sir.
Your Future Wife