Dear Future Husband,

I know this is starting off like a cheesy Meghan Trainor song, but I want you to know that I pray for you. In my down time I think of you. This letter is as much for me as it is for you. Each day that passes is another day that God has numbered until we meet. I may have met you already, or you could be a complete stranger, but my soul is still because my God tells me that love is patient and love is kind.

I want to thank you for making the biggest commitment of your life, and above all else making that commitment to me. I want to thank you for loving me like Jesus does. Though I never knew it, you were the light at the end of my tunnel and the prize my eyes were fixed on. I know that each heartbreak I will experience in my life is one step closer to you and for that I am grateful. I question myself frequently. Will I know you are the one when I meet you if I haven't met you already? Is this letter in vain? Am I meant to be married? All these questions reel through my head, but they never make me anxious because I know that everything happens in God's timing.

I hope that I am all that you imagined me to be. I worry that I might disappoint you. I hope that I can be the woman and most importantly the wife that you need me to be. I hope that you knew from the moment we met that I was right for you. Though I may be flawed, I hope that you find comfort and acceptance towards me.

As a little girl, I dreamed of the sound of I love you pouring from your lips. I wanted to be a bride in a fluffy white dress walking down the aisle to my forever. That is something that meant the world to this little blonde haired freckle faced girl. The thought of marriage was so appealing, and it still is, but in a way that is so very different. I now long for the love that you have for God and how you and your house will serve the Lord.

Thank you for being the man I didn’t have to settle for. Thank you for fulfilling my standards. It amazes me that you have made the decision to spend the rest of your life with me. I can't promise you that everything will be smooth sailing, but smooth seas never made a skilled sailor. The only thing that I can promise is that I will love like Mary, sacrifice like Hannah, serve like Sarah, and be patient like Anna.

So, until I say those two little words, this is to you. To the man that will love me for who I am, to the man that will accept my flaws, to my comforter, to my protector, to my forever. Until our "someday".

Signed: Your Future Wife.