The Man of My Dreams

I am sure if you clicked on the link to my blog you are expecting to find a post describing how George Thomas Clackum is the man of my dreams.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but George is not the man of my dreams....

I could never have dreamed of a man like him.
I could never have dreamed that my future husband would be so...

kind

loving

FUN

handsome

strong

gentle

devoted to the lord

steady

patient

hard working

cuddly

It's amusing just how much better my heavenly father knows me than I know myself. As a young girl I often dreamed of marrying a man just like me. I thought we would have the same hobbies, interests, and ideas. I pictured someone who was emotional and impulsive just like me. Oh, what a silly girl I was.

I can't thank the Lord enough for not sending me the man of my dreams because he wouldn't have made my heart beat faster and slower at the same time like George does. I am quite certain he wouldn't stare at me with such an adoring expression when I sing into my imaginary microphone in the car. And I am 100% positive he wouldn't make me feel like I am the most beautiful, talented, and loved girl in any room. He simply would not have been perfect for me.

It's true, the Lord's plan is SO much better than anything we could ever think or imagine.

God's grace gave me more than I could have ever dreamed of, and I couldn't be more thankful.