It was an odd feeling. I read and re-read the text before me trying to understand the strange phenomenon. I was reading the book When Dreams Come True by Eric and Leslie Ludy. The true story spoke of how Eric and Leslie committed to honoring God through their friendship, before they even knew that God was calling them to marriage. “I want to honor your future husband, and my future wife,” Eric would often say to Leslie. I incredulously read how he spent years praying for his future wife and was encouraged to live a life of purity by living as though she were watching. I always did consider myself a dreamer but, as I read their story, it slowly hit me that somewhere along the line I had stopped believing. That was the odd feeling. Realizing I had lost faith, not in God, but rather, in what he could and would do in my life.
I have read many Christian books on relationships, dating etc. and the message that seems to have stuck with me (stated or not) is that there is no Mr. or Miss. Right. Rather, there are several people who would be well-suited to any individual and it’s our job to choose— reasonable enough, right? Well, many years ago I had read When God Writes Your Love Story (also by Eric and Leslie Ludy) and I remember being fiercely inspired by the book. Just as the book encouraged, I began praying for my future spouse and writing him letters (It almost feels embarrassing writing that. *shrug*). The book When Dreams Come True reminded me of the passion of my youth and caused me to wonder what happened. Suddenly I realized I couldn’t both believe that God was writing my love story, (i.e. He already knew who he wanted to fill the role of my husband) and that I was the one doing the choosing (i.e. No such thing as Mr. Right).
I found myself in a mini crisis as I realized this dilemma. Another reason I stopped believing was the thought that maybe marriage isn’t even in God’s plan for my life. I am completely content with that situation, knowing then that I would have the perfect prince, Jesus. Still, it was the wise words of my beautiful sister that helped resolve the dilemma that remained in my mind. She told me about what Nicole Parker once said speaking about her relationship with her husband—I’ll paraphrase. She (Nicole) had said that while there were many men who would be well-suited to her (that she would get on very well with and who would be ‘best’ for her), she knew that only God knew who was ‘most best’; the one person in the world with whom, if the two got together, the largest number of people would come to know Christ. “Most best”, my sister repeated with a smile “that’s what you want”. The words have stuck with me ever since.
I realized then that while I can choose from the best only God can bring about the most best; that there is a dream and a plan the likes of which only God can bring about. Contrary to what I had started believing, I saw I really did need God’s help! I stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago, but it was a sad moment when I realized I stopped believing in what God can do too. I gladly re-surrendered the pen to my Heavenly Father, thankful that I could believe him for this rather than having to depend on my volatile preferences. God rekindled my faith in Him in this area and I am thankful to the God who has taught me that I can dream on.
“[Love] always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres”. -1 Corinthians 13:7
I blogged this because this is the something that God recently put on my heart and I was really amazed by it. I know there are a lot of things that go before and after such a topic, lots of important steps like making sure you are seeking God rather than what he can do for you, but this is where I’m at and I thought it was the best place to start. Hope it has blessed you as much as it blessed me.