Since I was about 10 yrs old I started praying for my prince to come.. I wanted to be romanticly swept away like in all the Disney movies I'd seen. I wanted someone who was handsome,respectful, loved God, thoughtful, and sweet. But as I got older waiting for that amazing guy that God had picked out for me became harder. My standards lowered, instead of waiting for someone who actually cared about my opinions, my safety, and my well being, I became ok with accepting someone who was charming and flattered me even if it was just superficial.. I am not perfect. I've made a mountain of mistakes. And have done things I wish I could take back, but I'm trying to get back on track. I have resumed my waiting for the man God has picked out for me, and have kept walking when I hear flattering yet unfulfilling comments. I may smile, and yes be thrilled with them noticing me, but I keep walking. Because whoever you are out there I know you are worth the wait. I know that I haven't met you because it isn't God's timing yet. We are being prepared by life's challenges, and aren't ready for eachother yet. Until then I pray for you. I pray for your safety, I pray you make wise decisions, that you never feel lonely, and that you are growing closer to God. And I like to think that just maybe sometimes you pray for me.