From Our Readers: The Kind of Guy I'm Praying for
He is not my boyfriend. He's not even pursuing me. He is not the kind of guy I've always dreamed of; maybe he's better than that. Is he rich? Nope. Good-looking? Of course, I'll say yes! Brainy? Yes, we all are.
As my pen name suggests, I am the silent type. I express myself in silence. It was my silence that caught his eye. I don't even know how and why. What I only recall from the past is that I started to love him every day, for four years now. I pray for him whenever I go to the feet of the most high.
Yes, I've done that for four years. For four years, I never stopped praying that I'd have the heart to love him for all of my life. I never stopped praying that he will be my better half. I never prayed that he'll be mine. Just that for those four years, I can love him every single day, every day that I get the chance to wake up. I just prayed that I can love him for all his perfect imperfections. I prayed that we will be each other's first and last. I prayed that he'll only be my second love and second priority.
You may be raising your brows while reading this, asking yourselves, "Why would this girl pray for a guy who is not his boyfriend?" Here's my answer for you.
His humble spirit and godly character made my heart feel awe. His wrinkled and unsoft palm opened my eyes that there are still laborious guys, despite how wordly things distracted people from what they're supposed to do. And his bright eyes and pouty lips taught me how to wait patiently for things to come. These are just some of the reasons why I'm praying for him, but there are a lot more to be added on the list of why I go on praying for him every morning when I come to the feet of the most high.