I was walking down Main Street in downtown Franklin in my Old navy peacoat, looking in the windows and feeling just like Cary Grant in The Bishop’s Wife. I almost expected a celestial assignment to go help some soul in need. And I thought of you again.

I lost my way a bit recently. I veered away from trusting God for you to trying to bring you to me by my own schemes and efforts. Once again, all my efforts fell flat and failed miserably. Thankfully with Jesus, failure is never final, but rather can be a channel for some of God’s greatest blessings.

I know you’re out there and when I finally meet you, it won’t be awkward or uncomfortable. It will be like I am finally coming home. We will be two parts of the same soul who will be finally together and whole.

I am back to trusting God for now, but I confess I am weak. And selfish. And stubborn. And a little goofy. Oh, and sometimes a jerk. But everyday God makes me a little more like Jesus and everyday I believe I am one step closer to you.

We will find that we will be able to serve Jesus together better than we ever could have apart. I will see your compassionate heart and your beautiful spirit and that’s what will make me fall in love with you.

It won’t be easy, but if we both come to Jesus with our brokenness and weakness, He can take our ashes and turn them into something beautiful– a marriage that will be a witness to the world of God’s faithfulness and goodness.

Stay trusting and pray for me that I will stay trusting as well. I still can’t wait to meet you, but I will. Then the adventure will not be over, but only just beginning  . . .