I’ve recently began reading Preparing to be a Help Meet. Thanks Ely! It has been a while since I read on future spouses, preparation for it, or understanding the male sex! I was hesitant in reading it, and I’ll share why. Growing up I was known for being the lost romantic, cry in every movie, type of girl. I had my parent’s love story memorized and wanted to be just like them! You see my mom had a crush on my dad when she was 12. He was best friends to my mom’s brother, and so she fell in love with the skinny tall guy wearing big glasses. Long story short they were meant to be! Now almost 29 years later, they are still best friends and very much in love. Beautiful right? That is why my expectations to future love were always very high. I dreamt of being one of those girls that falls in love with the first young man she meets and marries him. So I prepared. I prayed for my future spouse, made the famous list of attributes I’d hope he’s have. I wrote in a journal made for him to read someday. I read countless books on “Waiting.” I believed strongly that God had a prince somewhere in the universe for me.
Then when I turned 22 I fell in love for my very first time, to a wonderful young guy. We went to church together and had known each other from our past. We both liked hanging out with each other, and began to share the same friendships, and soon after prayer, and much excitement I said yes to my first boyfriend! It was so new to me I referred to him as “friend-boy,” for the longest! Little did we know that a future life together was not what God intended for us. I was so tied to the idea that he would be my future husband, because after all that was my plan right?! I had waited, I had prayed, God had brought me him. But it wasn’t meant to be. If you know me at all, my mom calls me a little bell. I’m always ringing, always laughing, always talking, and always singing. But this heart break had me in pieces. It shook me. It shook my belief in God’s plan for my heart. Anger started growing in my heart, and I thought how stupid (sorry for the strong word) I had been dreaming. How was anyone going to find Mr. Right on the first try?
It took me a long time to get over that heart break. I don’t think it took me long to get over the boy. I knew deep inside we weren’t a fit. It took me a while to get over the idea of the first boy, being “the one.” I was upset at myself for believing in all the books. I left my hurt heart wide open. Maybe if I opened it, someone would come in. I think deep down inside I was sad with God. I had lost that belief of Him writing my love story. I knew He God would be in my future story, just for now I would do things the way “normal girls” did. Meaning I would go out with guys if they asked. If they kissed me, I’d kiss back. Maybe that is okay with some girls, but not for me. You see I held those things, like holding hands, and sharing secrets, as sacred. I had once believed that each time I did anything with another person, it was giving a little portion of my heart. So I did for a while. Until I realized that God did have a plan for me.
I’ve grown up knowing that! I’ve heard it over and over! Jeremiah 29:11 right?! Then what happened? I believe that my heart is so special to God. I believe that the devil hates that! He hates when God’s princesses belong to Him. He hates when their hearts are guarded for their Creator. He hates purity! It doesn’t help that culture and society tells us to date whoever, whenever, and that “far” isn’t far at all. So many young women are falling into that trap. So many young women are losing their precious value. They’ve lost sight of their worth. The sad part being that they do not a Redeeming, Relentless, Amazing, Incomparable, love. A love that knows know guilt, knows no condemnation. A love they simply receive, not earn with favors.
As the years have gone by since that breakup, slowly God has been working in my heart. His work never stopped. I just was too loud to listen, and to busy looking everywhere but up. When I feel lonely, or when I feel ugly, or unwanted (let’s face it girls, we PMS and we feel all of the above if not more) Well there HE is to whisper through another woman’s voice, “Meliza you are Beloved.” Countless time He reminds me through beautiful friends, mentors, families.
So now I’m ready for this book. I’m ready to strengthen my heart again and prepare my heart again for the whole Help Meet. I am ready to believe that my story is already written and my job is to pray for the windows of heaven to be open! All I have to do is pray daily for a man who will one day make me smile everyday just by being who God created him to be. In the meantime satisfaction shouldn’t be found in that hope or quest for love. Satisfaction should be found because I am already being courted, I am already being loved, I am already someone’s Beloved. I am fearlessly, passionately, intimately, loved beyond measure by Him. Jesus.

