LETTERS FOR MY FUTURE HUSBAND

To My Future Husband, Last week, I had an ultrasound. They found I have PCOS, and something called “kissing ovaries.” I’ll know more this Wednesday when I go back for my results and consultation. But based on everything I’ve read, I might also have endometriosis. It’s hard to explain what I felt when I read about it , the way my heart sank, the way fear wrapped around me. Not just for the pain, not just for the unknown… but for what this might mean for my future. For our future. I already told my boyfriend about it , the one I love now. I was terrified of how he might react. But without hesitation, he said he’s willing to marry me. He even said he’d be happy to have a baby now, if that’s what it takes. I should’ve felt relieved… but instead, I cried. Because deep inside, I’m scared. What if this gets worse? What if I can’t conceive? What if our life becomes filled with doctor visits, failed pregnancy tests, and heartbreak after heartbreak? He deserves so much more. He’s still a student...

                                                                  September 6, 2025 To My Future Husband, I never thought I would face this kind of pain again, learning about the past mistakes of the man I love now. Knowing he cheated before broke something inside me. Not because I was the one betrayed, but because the thought of history repeating itself haunts me. It woke up old wounds, old fears, old tears I thought I had already buried. But in the middle of my shaking hands and restless thoughts, I prayed. I asked God to remind me that His love story for me is not built on fear, but on faith. That my future is not chained to someone else’s past. So to you, my future husband, if it is him, then I pray he has truly learned, truly changed, and truly understood what it means to love with faithfulness. I pray that God has mold...

                                                                     August 28, 2025   Today, I said yes. For more than a month, I prayed, I thought deeply, I searched my heart. I asked God over and over if this man was truly the one meant for me. And in the quiet answers, in the peace He gave me, I realized yes, it was him. I didn’t say yes because of sweet words or fleeting feelings. I said yes because I saw a man who reflects the prayers I’ve whispered for so long. A man who loves me with gentleness, who respects my faith, and who chooses me for who I truly am. This yes isn’t just for today, it’s a commitment to keep choosing him every day, as long as God allows. And more than anything, this yes is a testament of God’s faithfulness in writing my love story in His perfect timing. “Many are the plans in a per...

                                                                         July 7, 2025 To My Future Husband, Someone came into my life, and he saw me, truly saw me. Not just the good parts, not just the version of me that the world claps for… but the raw, simple, imperfect version. He knows my background, that I come from little, that I’ve had to live with much less than most. And still, he chose to stay. He tells me I’m beautiful, even when my face is full of pimples, even when I wear no makeup. He looks at me with kindness, not pity. He accepts me for who I am, flaws, struggles, past and all. And in moments like that, my heart wonders, could he be you? The one I’ve prayed for, the one who won’t measure me by what I have, but by who I am in God’s eyes. I still don’t know for sure. But if he is you, then I...

                                                                July 4, 2025 To My Future Husband, He came. He went to our house, sat down with my parents, and asked for permission to get to know me with respect and pure intentions. He looked me in the eyes, and for the first time in a long time, I felt seen… not just noticed. I don’t know yet if he’s you, but I hope he is. I hope he’s the one I’ve been praying for the one I will marry. The one who will love me with gentleness, honor, and faithfulness. The one who won’t break my heart like the others did. Not like the ones who made me beg to be chosen. Not like the ones who called themselves men but acted like boys. If he’s not you, I trust God will guard my heart. But if he is… then I’m finally looking into the eyes of the man God prepared just for me. I’ll wait a little longer ...

                                                                       June 17, 2025   To My Future Husband, I don’t know who you are yet, but I met someone recently… and I can’t help but wonder if it could be you. He came into my life unexpectedly gentle, kind, and quietly familiar. He reminded me of the man I’ve been praying for. For a moment, my heart whispered, “Maybe it’s him.” But I’m not sure. Not yet. So I’m bringing it to God like I always have. If he’s not you, I trust that God will lead me away with peace. But if he is, then I know He’ll confirm it in His perfect time. Until I know, I’ll keep waiting with hope, and praying for you like I always have. With love and faith,            Dea

                                                                         June 14, 2025 To My Future Husband, Today is my birthday. And while others may wish for gifts, celebrations, or surprises, my heart simply longs for healing, happiness, and contentment. I just want to grow closer to God to serve Him with purpose, to help in the ministry with a joyful heart, and to live the life He designed for me. But still, in the quiet moments of prayer today, I whispered your name to God again, yes, even without knowing it yet. I prayed for a man with a heart that reflects Jesus. Someone emotionally intelligent, who will understand the weight I carry silently. A man who will accept all my flaws, my scars, my background, my struggles and love me still. I asked for someone God fearing, active in the church, a Sevent...

                                                                             June 2, 2025 To My Future Husband, I don’t know your name yet. I don’t know when our paths will cross or how our love story will unfold but I do know this: I’ve prayed for you. Before I ever knew you, I cried over love I thought I needed. I held on to people who let me go. I gave parts of my heart to those who were never meant to hold it. I begged for love that should’ve been freely given. Those were dark, painful seasons. But through it all, God was working. He was protecting me. He was preparing me for you. There were nights I questioned my worth. Mornings when I had to choose to forgive myself, and days I had to learn to trust God more than my feelings. I realized love is not about chasing, begging, or proving yourse...