I prayed for a Man #1

"Dear God" I cried, wept within my deep. "Dear God all I want is a Man that loves you and a home of my own. Not a religious man" That was over 25 years ago.

I saw him that day, Or should I better yet say He saw me from across the room. We were in a Bible Study together. He, had been praying for a wife a woman all his own to love and care for. There I was within his sight and I intrigued him. He spent weeks trying to contact me and discover who I was. It was the day I sat in the very front row that he saw me. He was awaiting the end of the service so that he could come up to me to introduce himself. Then it happened the alter call and I had been ushered off to a room for prayer. He stood a sentinel at the door and waited for an eternity to see me. That day closed for him without meeting up with me.
We did meet up with more amazing detail than I can begin here to tell.

We met and He as a friend sold his motorcycle to take me to a dentist for I held the grand canyon within my mouth. It was when he took me out of the dentist chair and told him off for looking "there". He found another dentist to take me too. Then He set up an apartment to help me start. I had left the house I lived in before with a backpack and a quarter to escape what was there.

We dated each day and saw it clear that if we were to stop our selfs from going too far we were to wed. Marry we did it was only within a month of knowing each other. WE set a date in two weeks time a dress a backyard wedding, cake, flowers and hair. My parents were flown in from different corners of the states, and my fist father gave me away. My mother helped me with my hair.

This man, that loved God, swept me up and took me there to a place of immaculate kindness. We spent our first years healing and he was tender to me as tender a persons love could ever be. We purchased our second home four years into our marriage and spent another 16 years there. He gave me my life back this man that loved God. He kept me from pitfalls of religion and zealous piety that leads to condemnation.

We traveled our state, I flew a kite for the first time. He (this man that loves God) gave me a childhood that I had never had. He lifted me up as to where I should be. Sacrifices, he made, because of the needs that were met were countless.

We started a family in a most unconventional way, He humbled himself to where he knew he should be. We have grown together, healed together and challenged all the things that life can bring. We have fought, as ONE, many dangerous battles threats and life scares. He has purposely given me back everything within his power that the thief of life had taken away.

I prayed for a man that love God ,not a religious man.

He is my beloved and I am His and his Banner over me is Love! I love his face in the morning light the way he comforts me when I feel a fright. He has changed the way I see myself through the reflection in his eyes of love. I am delighted to say I have know love unconditional! I am for him and he is for me! His fatherhood to our young ones is a great blessing to me. He reads to them nightly sense day one. His is the bed time routine so I can have a moment to rest. How fun he is a Daddy to see him show them the wonders of science, math and history.

We would love a date night but even so. Each day is a romance of reality. It is not like a fictional account to titillate some arousal of a deadened lust. For this life is real a history of our lives. Hardships we have known more than most folks share we have remained FOR each other. We have fought but never to each others demise. We fight against and for freedom and what is right.

My man that loves God has kept us safe from many religious snares that could divide.
This man that I love is God's gift to me and I treasure his soul always longing for it to be totally free. For we all have our hardship, wounds and battles to face, but I with this man by my side have won is life's marriage race.