Every woman wants to be unconditionally loved.
To be pursued.
To be taken care of
and protected.
To have every need met.
Every emotional,
physical,
spiritual need.
To be considered.
To be held.
To be loved passionately
and loved simply.
But, life goes on.
And, men let us down.
Our fathers abandon us.
Our boyfriends abuse us.
Our husbands disappoint us.
And, we're left hurt,
and broken,
and disillusioned.
And angry.
Girls with daydreams
of their prince charming
become bitter
and hurting women.
Then, one man comes in.
A man like no other.
A real man.
Selfless.
Strong.
Warrior
and lover.
And, He lays His life down.
For His bride.
He gives her everything.
He holds nothing back.
His whole heart.
Without restraint.
He meets every need.
She has been waiting
for someone to love her.
She's used to be the pursuer
and the reconciler.
But, He dries her tears.
And, pulls her close
and strokes His fingers through her hair.
He calls her His beloved.
And, I am my Beloved's
and He is mine.
Thursday, January 08, 2009
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3 comments:
I don't even know what to say. I got shivers when I read that Morgan. So true, thank you for posting
That is awesome
Thanks Morgan. I am my Beloved's.
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