I have spent years praying for the man I will one day call husband.

During nights when tears kept me awake, I prayed for him.

On days when I felt worthless, I prayed for him.

While healing from pain and betrayal I never deserved, I prayed for him.

I do not know his name, his face, or his current struggles.

I do not know what season of life God has him in right now.

What I do know is that God is shaping him with the same intentionality He has used to shape me.

I have never received the steady, safe love a woman should expect.

I have never been protected the way I needed.

Because of that, I refuse to settle again.

I am not searching for a flawless man.

I am asking God for a man who genuinely fears the Lord—more than he fears losing me, more than he fears discomfort, more than he fears being alone.

I want a leader who walks in integrity.

A man whose words build me and my daughter up instead of tearing us down.

A man who stays when life becomes difficult, expensive, or boring—not one who disappears at the first sign of pressure.

I am ready for love that feels secure.

Love that never leaves me guessing where I stand.

Love shown through quiet, repeated actions rather than dramatic promises.

I have already done the hard internal work:

facing trauma head-on,

learning to forgive what once destroyed pieces of me,

growing into someone stronger than my past would suggest.

When he finally finds me, he will not meet a broken woman still bleeding from old wounds.

He will meet a healed woman.

A woman who prays.

A woman who stays loyal.

A woman who finally knows—and enforces—her own value.

I do not need to be rescued or fixed.

I am ready to be genuinely cherished and protected.

Until our paths cross, I will continue becoming the kind of wife he has been asking God for.

Lord, protect his heart.

Deepen his faith.

And when the moment is exactly right, bring him to us.

Your future wife🦋🦋❤️💋