While You Tarry

This single woman's letter to her future husband...penned early Spring 2015

I want to be everything you've prayed for
Every desire God placed on your heart for me
Interwoven with every urging of the Spirit in my heart to make me a whole woman
Strong in her God yet supported by your arms
Wise in her heart yet seeking your counsel
Confident, yet embracing that which humility doth withstand
A grafted branch, bearing in great abundance the fruit which grows only from the true Vine
Drawing its sap from the very depths of the earth though the rain doesn't fall


Society tells me you don't exist
But my belief in you is substance enough, bringing to sight what eyes fail to observe. 
Friends tell me I must search for you
But my trust in the God that knows all the stars by name assures me that I needn't seek what has already been found


See, I already know who you are because I know the Father you are a son of; 
I know your character because I've spent time in the embrace of your brother, the First Born among the dead
So I will not settle for a night light tonight when I can bask in the sun tomorrow
I will wait for you, for though you tarry, you will not be behind hand
Yes, though you tarry, you will be on time


So here's my vision made plain for all to see
You are the true definition of drunk in love, remaining intoxicated only with the Holy Spirit
You thirst for his presence and word like a flower as you lean towards the Son
Your love is as strong as death, sacrificial death on the cross daily
Faulty, bruised, yet whole, you exude the strength of one broken and rebuilt on the only Sure Foundation
Your dreams ignite your heart as your passions fuel your ambition
Without me you are complete, but with me you overflow as a waterfall of blessings into the rivers and streams beneath