I want to be that woman. The woman who is well traveled, well established. She speaks more than one... no more than two languages, fluently. She loves art, and has classics, as well as likable unknowns, hanging on the walls of her apartment. Her sense of style is impeccable. She always makes sure her clothes fit tight enough to show she's a woman, but loose enough to remind the world she is a lady. She's friendly, personable, lovable. You can't help but wonder who she is. When you look at her life, the presence and the grace of God are clearly evident. She is beyond blessed, they think; yet they do not envy her.
She puts God and her family before everything. She is a helper, and a giver. She shares her heart and material things willingly. She never holds anything back, yet is soft and gentle enough to protect the feelings of others. Her list of successes and accomplishments are a mile long, but they don't phase her. She only wants the glory of God to shine through in everything she does.
I want him to be that man. The man who wakes up every morning with thoughts that are bigger than he. He is well traveled, established, and speaks more than one... two languages. He loves art, literature, and poetry; he is known to explore different cultures. He does not dress to fit a certain image, or to impress anyone, yet somehow, he impresses everyone. When you look at his life, the presence and the grace of God is clearly evident.
He puts God and his family before everything. His generosity is endless, he would rather do than sit back while others take action. He speaks his mind often, which others do not mind, because his thoughts are worth hearing. He is extremely accomplished; yet for all of his achievements he seems to reach a new level of humility. He is all about the kingdom of God.
Don't ever tell me to stop looking for him, or that I cannot be her. I know what I want, and being made in a perfect image means I can expect to find perfection.
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