Tuesday, June 14, 2011

You are beautiful.
If there is one thing I would help you see it is just how beautiful you are to me.

You are so worried about what other will think.
You're too skinny,
too fat,
too blond
too brunette.
Too perky,
too sweet,
not enough mystery.

But there's something
I want you to know,
something very simple,
you see.

My daughter, my prize,
you are beautiful to me.

You are stunning.
captivating.
a true delight.
You are a joy,
an angel,
through you shines my light.

And I understand You're worried,
it's in your nature to be,
but please, my child,
be patient with me.

For I have a plan,
a purpose for you.
You need not fret or feel afraid
I know what it is I chose to do.

So follow me closely, this is my only request.
So you can understand what has yet to unfold.
The dreams I have for you are yet to be told.
But I promise you one thing,
they are much better you see,
than anything you could imagine
outside of me.

You will sing.
You will dance.
Your heart will know rest.
When you wait on me, for I am not finished just yet.
I know you are hurried,
I have not turned from your tears,
but my darling please know just how close, I am here.
I have not gone missing while you toil in vain,
I know every heart break,
I have felt all your pain.
But please, my daughter, I have another request,
stop wasting your time that is my plea,
instead of seeking please just depend on me.
For I know you are troubled and your heart has been burdened before,
because you have for so long searched for an open hand,
an open door.
But he was not right,
he did not fit.
and still you blame yourself,
as if it was you in control.

There is truth to grasp,
something only I can see.
I have better waiting for you, please trust in me.
Yes, others could do,
you could settle for sure,
but what I have planned will never leave you wanting more.

He is calm,
He is patient,
loyal to his core.
He is seeking me too first just as you are.
So please, stop looking,
for false versions of the one.
You will only end up tired of running a race you were not meant to have won.
He will laugh when you laugh,
and cry when you cry.
He will admit he is wrong,
the harmony to your song.
But my daughter,
remember,
he is only a gift.

His integrity will be evident,
even from afar,
and in every situation he will guard your heart as his own,
and treat you like I've treated the church for so long.
With respect and affirmation for his bride,
His love from you he will not hide.
There is no fear for safety when you are by his side.

My princess,
believe me.
I see the things you cannot.
There are days to be spent and memories to be made,
before any prince could bend down on one knee.

So be patient
just as I am with you,
and trust me enough to let me do my work.
Continue to pray continually with all your heart.

I hear you,
I'm near,
I alone am more than enough.
So while you are waiting please would you take my hand.
learn to dance with me and enjoy the romantic I am.
For I will carry you,
easily though,
this journey in life.

And while you are near,
I will whisper sweet things.
I will tell you just how much I love you,
while you wait by my side.

And although the night can be long,
and the darkness seems so near.
Please my daughter,
Remember, I am here.

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