What I am afraid of.

I’m afraid that if the Lord sees fit to ever let me get married, that when we get in and all my sin and guts and bad habits are exposed to that man, he will look at me with less than love, and regret his choice.

But what I am more afraid of is that I will marry a man who will love me until his dying day, despite all my messiness (both material and spiritual), and that I will doubt his love all the days of our marriage, and as a result my love for him will always be tinged with insecurity and fear.

Oh, help my unbelief.


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