I was in my prettiest dress. My hair was down. I put make-up on… and I had butterflies in my stomach.
I knew I was about to have dinner… Surrounded by about 100 couples with dimmed lighting and flowers all around.
And then I heard it. It was my Love singing a song to me.
I knew I would meet my husband on the race!
I knew I would meet the One who would romance my heart!
The One who would know what little things to do that would show me how special I am.
The One who would be consistent.
The One that I could count on.
The One that would never let me down or neglect me.
The man that could give me a love that goes beyond knowledge… and fill my heart with peace.
There is only one man for me. One who created a universe out of
nothing and gives my tiny finite life air to breathe each day.
nothing and gives my tiny finite life air to breathe each day.
Who else
has my tears recorded on a scroll? Who else has more good thoughts of me
than there are grains of sand on all the Earth???!
The woman singing for the first half of the night stopped singing and spoke.
She said, “This is from the greatest love. His name is Jesus Christ.”
Then she started… “come away with Me… come away with Me… open up your heart and let Me in.”
Chills ran down my spine.
I knew it was Him.
He was reminding me of how precious I was to Him.
Psalm 90:17
“Let the beauty of our Lord God be upon us,
And establish the work of our hands for us;
Yes, establish the work of our hands for us.”
