These Kinda Nights…..

It’s somewhere around dawn here babe, I just woke suddenly and thought to write to you.

I woke up and I thought of the one whom I’ll be spending the rest of my life with, and I’m thinking I’m probably supposed to pray for you right this minute.

I’ll thus pause here and say a word of prayer for you ;

Dear Lord🙏🏽,

As you’ve brought him up in my thoughts, whatever the issue ongoing with him right now, I pray your peace overwhelms him, Amen.

Now, I’m a bit relieved, but what about if this awakening is for me as well?

What if it’s to pray also that I be in alignment when you appear in my life?

What if it’s to straighten certain crookedness in my attitude before you arrive?

I’m wondering what you’re doing this minute also, and I doubt not that we’ll make great friends.

Yesterday I cried because I’d missed a friend, and just when I thought he was calling for us to talk, he had to go pray.😕😅

Trust me, I’m a woman of prayer, and I remember days when I begged God that you’ll be one who loves Him more than you’ll love me, for only in loving Him, will you be able to love me, and yet now I wonder if I really meant those prayers?

And if I did, am I prepared for what it really means?

I wonder how many times a lot of people pray or wish for things they did not prepare for, and from this comes the abuse of whatever was prayed for, when it arrives.

I wonder how often we cry for things, like a little spoiled child, who only wants what he/she wants, without thought of consequences.

I wonder if we both also are preparing for purpose as we prepare for each other, I’ll probably write about that some other time.

Let me mention here that whenever I start to write to you, there is so much I want you to know, but I must be satisfied that someday you’ll read them in all the bits I put down, and the whole will make sense.

I really do hope that you’re praying for me and think of me often as well… Trust a woman to be this petty…** Laughs **

Sometimes also I do not really know how to put across what’s on my mind, but knowing you’re no sorcerer, I must endeavor, beginning from here, to structure my thoughts well, (as my subsequent posts will attest to) before I make things difficult for you when you arrive, though I have no intentions to be difficult.

My co-author and friend on here raised a matter I’ll like to add to before I sign out.

Know that as the love of your life, as much as very spiritual, I’m human too🤷🏽‍♀, and crazy thoughts do pass my mind too. (I say this to assure you that you’re not alone.🤗)

Like the birth of anything worthwhile, the process is painful, but we’ll hold on to faith in God and in one another and struggle through the dark days, knowing the Glory that awaits us if we make it through, intact.🎉

There are days also when I feel, “Maranatha, come Lord” , except in my case, as against the men of Old who spake this, you are the “Lord” I’m referring to. (Father, forgive thy daughter🙇🏽‍♀).

Some days are hard, other days harder and yet others, extremely harder, letting you know that it’s really a test of patience and endurance.

The struggle is real, love, but you don’t have to fight it alone. We’ve got God on our side and a cloud of witnesses cheering us on, so we’ll keep fighting, regardless of how many times we’ll be injured, we’ll stand stronger each day than the one before it.

I’m preparing hard to meet you, and I hope I don’t miss out on any part of my training, as I pray you also don’t.