Ha, what do you all think of my title? Today (er, night. It’s 11:48 pm) I’m writing a letter to my future husband, something fun to go back and read when or if God has it in His perfect plan to give me a man in my life.
As I was thinking about this letter through the week, I just realized how personal these sort of things are. Like, me writing a letter to my future husband when I’m 18 and having strangers read it online before I even know my husband sort of turns out to be a bit awkward and confusing, but oh well. I’m gonna write this and have fun with it.
I also keep a “Future Journal.” A place where I make notes and write little tips for myself in the future. Baby names I like, parenting tips I read, books that are great for that, and sometimes just the excitement that I get when I think that God might be preparing a young man right this moment, and He will eventually lead our lives to collide and we will continue our growing journeys toward Him together!
I do want to mention this though. If you’re a young girl (or an older girl, or a lady, or a woman or a grandma) don’t let daydreaming about the future take your heart and your mind away from where you are now. Right now, God has placed you exactly where you are in your life. He has placed the people you know with you for a reason, and the place you live, and the place you go to school or work. It’s all there for you to learn, grow, and most of all glorify Him. Don’t waste your life away wishing about someone you might meet in the future. That said, there is nothing wrong with getting excited and praying for the young man. God had given us this gift called excitement, and He will also bring to pass what is in His perfect plan.
All my wisdom is spent. XD Now onto the letter.
“Hello there old man. (I hope you don’t mind me calling you that.) (I don’t know why I called you that) (I won’t be calling you that again) (now you know I’m sort of lost) (I’ll stop this now)
My name is Libby. Sort of. It’s a long story. My middle name is Maria, sort of, that’s another story. My last name is May.. you get the point.
I’m not American. My parents immigrated from Russia when they were kids, and the way that I sound when I talk or write in English is not how my head works or how I think, even though my first language is English.
I’m in absolute awe of how God has guided my life to the point where I am now at age 18 (and a half next month. *woop woop*) (wow I’m getting old). Let me tell you, it was not all easy, but I can’t rejoice enough for the amazing things He has worked around and through and in me. I’m still amazed that He would pick me to be His child and choose to use me.
Enough about me. What about you? I wonder about you a lot. This will be easier to write.
What color are your eyes? Are you really shy or do you balance shyness with outgoing quirks? Are you athletic? Are your bloodlines American or are you actually a Russian? What color is your hair? Do you like kids a lot? What is your favorite animal?
If you could travel one place in the world with your best friend, all expenses paid (including unlimited souvenirs!) where would you go?
Have you traveled outside of the United States? What was your favorite Tv show growing up? (I’ve had a couple. Clifford, Veggietales, Strawberry Shortcake, Wild Kratts, and now Thunderbirds Are Go).
What have you learned in your life so far (at this point, in June of 2018) that God has taught you? What have you gone through that now, on the other side, you know it was crucial in shaping you into who you are? Who is your best friend? Do you go to school or are you homeschooled?
What about our future? Do you know that I pray for you?
Do you want to have many kids or just a couple? Do you have name ideas? (I’m pretty sure that’s a girl thing, but it doesn’t hurt to ask) what do you think of pursuing Foster Parents as a possibility in our future?
What do you think God is leading you to do with your life?
When did you fall in love with me? What caught your attention and what is your first memory of me? Where you really nervous when you asked my dad to marry me, or just a little bit nervous? (Or not at all?)
If you could change one thing about me, what would it be? Is there something that bothers you about my habits or my behavior that you haven’t told me about? You should, because I love you and I want to know. I’m a pretty nice person you know, so I want to fix things that bother you.
When we meet, when we court, and when we get engaged, I want God to be the center of everything. I want Him to be the Base, the Cornerstone, the Foundation, the Walls of protection, the Watchman, and the Guide and King. I want Him to be my everything, and your everything. And once He is that, then we can be each other’s someone special.
I love you and I can’t wait to meet you. 🙂
~Libby Maria May