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A LETTER TO MY PRINCE TO BE

It has been a while since I sat down to write something out to you. I have been caught up in so many things that I actually forget to take some time and think about you
I apologize, though I know you understand fully, that all this in due time, shall bear good fruit, not just for me but those around me; including you.
But I am here now, and I just thought I should jot down something to you, even as I wait for the day of your arrival. Oh how I can’t wait, for time to tell that the moment for us to come together has arrived. It seems like forever, but I’d rather wait, coz I know the longer it takes for me to get to you, the better the future will be for us.
It is still hard to imagine that you are out there somewhere looking for me; down on your knees chanting a prayer every night that your eyes will one day be opened to see me.  
I wish I knew who you are, so that I know how to prepare myself for you. I wish I knew where you are then I would at least come to meet you. I wish I knew how you looked like, and then maybe my imagination wouldn’t travel so far.
But none of that is a barrier at all; in fact it gives room for me to put myself in order in the best of ways, because I believe you deserve the best of me.
Life without you in person is quite scary. Coz then my assurance, is not at the highest of levels. I find my self asking, who you could be, and if ever at all, you will be right in choosing me.
I find myself doing self analysis, of who I would want to be to and for you. Then I wonder; is that really what you want from me? Only time will tell.
However let me make it clear to the whole world that I am waiting for you. Keeping myself busy in the Vineyard of God the father, has a way of making one patient enough for the right man, and that is just a clue of where you expect to find me.
I can’t say the waiting is easy. I mean there times when it’s just me, and I wish badly that you were around to make it ‘you and me’.
Sometimes I wish that you were around to hold me in your arms, and stay for a while, and softly whisper everything a girl like me would love to hear.
I wish you could call and say, ‘I am on my way’, just to assure me that you are drawing near.
It gets crazy at times, but hey, perseverance is all I got to do, if I want to be blessed enough to have a great man like you.
Besides, if I was to experience all this now, what would I have to enjoy in the coming days?
With every passing day, the distance between us grows shorter
The patience within me grows stronger
Every time I think this waiting time is bring me something better, I smile
Because I know when you arrive and stand right before me
I will be proud of myself, having kept myself for you…
It will be worth the wait.
I look forward to having you in my life. I look forward to serving you as your wife.
In the mean time I shall be on my knees, praying as I wait for you
For prayer is the only road that will take me on a path that leads to none other but you.

With all my love,
Your Queen (soon to be)


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