things i didn't even know how to ask for

I was talking to my dear brother-in-law, Dave, tonight and I was telling him about my new job.  I was explaining to him that I never could have asked for this job specifically because I never would have thought a job like mine would exist.  How could I go to God and say, “this is what I want” when I didn’t know it existed?

I was snuggling with Frank tonight and it occurred to me, he is the husband I would never have been able to ask for. I never would have imagined a husband like him for me.  In so many ways, he is more perfect for me than I could have imagined!

And that gives me great hope.  If God has blessed me with a husband and a job that are better than what I could have conceived, in my heart I have a great hope that God would do the same for us with regards to having children.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

3 thoughts on “things i didn't even know how to ask for

  1. Couldn’t agree more. My husband is more than I ever could have imagined. Our adopted son is more a part of me than I would ever have believed he could be. It is easy to forget, that sometimes the things we think we want or need, might not be what is really best for us. In my walk in Christianity, more like I walk in the ditch more than on the path, but in any case, that is the hardest part for me, being open ! Letting go! When I do, I am always amazed at the results, yet I still struggle. Thanks for being so insightful.

  2. And that’s how it is. It’s incredible how you can get something you could never even dream of. And perhaps your thoughts on children will be answered in ways in which you could never have even hoped for 🙂

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