My sis (Thandeka) moved into a new apartment two weeks ago, and I went to cook for her during the week. As we were chatting about cooking and baking, she made a comment that really stuck with me. She said, if only relationships were like the ready made cake flour, just add yourself add mix! Of course we laughed about it.
But when I got home, her words lingered in my mind. Our conversation got me thinking, what would I say, if God asked me today what I’d like in a man?
And so, the writing began… This is my (emphasis on my) ready made man, just add Nono and mix!
So, dear God, I ask for…
A good man. A good son to his folks, a man who treasures the value of family. A man who is a good friend, passionate about his work, a visionary, an achiever.
The kind of man who can ride a Tazz and make it feel like an Aston Martin. The kind of man who has presence, without saying a word. This man knows how to be a man and would never allow his family to go to bed without a meal. Responsible enough to make a commitment before babies. This man is a rare breed…just the way he thinks, the way he speaks and carries himself with dignity. A man who looks handsome in a simple Tee and jeans. A man who knows when to hold me and when to let go. A man who is crazy enough to understand what I need without me saying it. As it is written, I will be bone of his bones and flesh of his flesh. A man I can cry in front enough without fearing being perceived weak. A man I can look up to… also tall enough to look down and kiss me on my forehead.
A man with shoulders broad enough to carry me. Arms, strong enough to protect me. Heart, big enough to love me. A man, amazing enough, to accept me. A man consistent enough to come home every night. A man whose laughter fills the room…
A man that a woman can be with in bad times, and still maintain his manhood. A man who still finds value in opening doors, paying for lunches and holding hands.
A man romantic enough to write love letters. Fun enough to make time to play. Honest enough to tell the truth. Humble enough to make peace. Christian enough to forgive. Ambitious enough to succeed. Smart enough to factor me in his decisions.
A man thoughtful enough to ask how my day is going. A man caring enough to ask if he can help with making dinner. A man who is not looking for a maid, but for a woman who can be his lifetime partner.
A man who is generous enough to give to those in need, but can handle money well enough to budget. A man who is strong enough to be vulnerable, but man enough to be the head of the home. A man who understands that a woman needs attention and affection, but also knows when to give it. A man responsible enough to think of the future, and obedient enough to trust God’s plan for us.
A man who can defend me and my character in my absence. A man invested enough to plan the future with me- and proud enough to show me off to his loved ones.
A man who is good to talk to, but also, a man whose words empower me when I listen. A man who can take care of me but must first know how to take care of himself. A man I can respect by the way he leads, but balanced enough to know that being a man doesn’t make him God. A man that can be a superhero to his kids, even when he doesn’t know what to do.
A man who prioritizes God, family and community. A man whose eyes see me, his heart cannot wander from me, whose commitment cannot stray from me, whose trust holds me.
A man who is secure enough to let me be on my own, but protective enough to never let me feel alone. A man who doesn’t get his wisdom from TV or his friends, but gets his wisdom from his deep relationship with God. A man who is not perfect, but is striving to be all he was created to be.
A man who has dealt with his past and is ready to love a Queen. This is the kind of man only God can give.
I smiled as I finished writing about this man, my man…a knowing that although to many people this will seem absurd, God cannot fail. In the meantime, I ask God to make me, shape me, mould me into the woman worthy of His prince.
I wonder what your answer would be, if God said, ask Me for anything…
Habakkuk 2:3 The Message (MSG)
And then God answered: Write this. Write what you see.
Write it out in big block letters so that it can be read on the run. This vision-message is a witness pointing to what’s coming.
It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait! And it doesn’t lie. If it seems slow in coming, wait.
It’s on its way. It will come right on time.