My heart’s deepest desire, the dream I’ve held on to and fantasized about since I was a little girl, is to be a wife and a mother. I grew up with parents who loved each other so incredibly much and who were never afraid to shower affection on one another in front of my three sisters and I. I grew up dreaming about having a marriage like theirs. One of my younger sisters married her high school sweetheart three years ago, and I was equal parts thrilled for them and sad for myself that I was nowhere close to walking down the aisle. Another younger sister married her college sweetheart one year ago, and I stood next to her as maid of honor, I prayed that the Lord would bless me one day (soon!) with a godly husband, too. I am now 26 years old – which is not by any means “old” nor does my age qualify me for “spinster”, but in the South most girls marry their beau fresh out of college… Not to mention, being the eldest of four girls and being the only single one in the bunch sometimes makes for awkward conversations (“Why is it that you can’t find a man, honey?” is what I was asked at my sister’s wedding reception one year ago…). But I am slowly learning that being single is God’s very best plan for me at this stage in my life. I pray that He’d deliver a godly man into my life soon and yet know that if it is to happen, it’s all in His good and perfect timing. I am learning that the best place to be is at the center of His will for me, and if that means that I’ll be single forever then so be it. Jesus will always be my heavenly Husband, and He will always be more than enough.