Imperfections

                                                                         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 thank God for sending a man who sees me through the lens of grace.


And if he isn’t, then I now know what real love is supposed to feel like, humble, honest, and full of honor.


Until God makes it clear, I’ll keep praying for you and preparing my heart for the day we meet as His perfect timing unfolds.


“The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”

— 1 Samuel 16:7


With all my heart,

          Dea

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