Praying for the Future

I recently asked the question, Just curious: what are your thoughts/how were brought up when it comes to praying for your future spouse?

I got handfuls of answers, but this one stuck with me.

“[I] Was always a little scared to pray for my husband, growing up. I saw the number of unmarried older sisters in my congregation, and didn’t want to give myself false hope. I’ve recently had a change of heart (just as I’ve entered that demographic myself, haha 😂). My feeling now is that there’s really nothing to lose - if a husband is not given to me, I’ll at least be satisfied with knowing that I gave the Lord my genuine supplication throughout those younger years. I won’t be left wondering how things may have been different had I only tried.

Furthermore, I want to put into practice the parable of the widow and the judge - she came forward so many times that the judge granted her wish, and as our Father he wishes we would have such faith toward Him. While this is no guarantee

that I’ll get what I want, it’s still worth showing the Lord that we care enough to come forward time and time again concerning what is on our heart. The lessons we learn in the process will likely be applicable to future struggles as well, regardless of the outcome.” -Anonymous

I’d love to know your thoughts 💭👇🏻 #wordsofabelle

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