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To My Future Wife: Sweet or Cheesey?

As Discussed on the Cornbread Show this morning!  Do you think it’s sweet, like Judi or Cheesey like CB & Mac:


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To My Future Wife

A college student named Brett wrote a letter to his future, unknown wife. This is one to share with your daughter.

I don’t know who you are yet. I don’t know what you look like. I don’t know the color of your eyes. I don’t know the color of your skin. I don’t know your name. There are a lot of things that I don’t know about you, but there are a couple of things that I want you to know.

You’re Already Beautiful. Congratulations, babe, you did it. You are already beautiful. Seriously. If beauty is a game, you’re a pro. You are perfect already. You were beautifully and wonderfully made. You have nothing to fix. Let me say that again, you have nothing to fix. God did not mess-up on you. I know what society is telling you. ”You have to look like this, wear this, and have this in order to be beautiful.” Nope. You’re already beautiful.

Babe, keep your goodies in your basket. I get it. I really do. When you have a nice car you want to show it off. If you have a nice body, likewise, you want to show it off. But, what makes a Lamborghini stand out from a Honda Civic? I see Civics all the time. Everywhere I go there is one of those bad boys sitting in the parking lot. I can count on one hand every Lamborghini I’ve ever seen. It is always exciting to see one of those. The Honda, not so much. Don’t get me wrong, your goodies are always going to be good. I’ll say that again, your goodies are always going to be good. But, if everyone and my mom has a look at everything you’re showing off, I’m not feeling like as much of a lucky ducky. So please, for me, keep your goodies packaged away.

You’re a princess worth fighting for. I said “princess.” You know, the princess you always wanted to be as a little girl? Yep, that’s you! But here is the deal, if you are a princess, you have to act like a princess. The story goes something like, “The princess waits high up in her castle waiting to be rescued by her Prince Charming (that’s me). This ‘prince’ has to cross the treacherous lands, fight all the battles, storm the castle, slay the dragon and THEN he gets the princess.”

… It’s a pretty cool story, really. Prince Charming doesn’t just walk up to the castle doors, spit a little game, and off they go to happy ever after. You’re a PRINCESS. You’re worthy of a fight. If you give yourself to someone who isn’t willing to fight for you, he isn’t worthy to be with you. Your prince charming isn’t going to fight to take your purity, he is going to fight to protect it.

Don’t settle for me, make me go to work. Don’t let me sweep you off your feet without putting in any work. Remember, I have to “cross treacherous lands, fight all the battles, storm the castle, slay the dragon and THEN,” I get the princess. Make me go to work. Don’t let me have you easy. You deserve a gentlemen. You deserve chivalry. Do not settle.

Our fairy tale will happen, but remember it doesn’t go from ‘once upon a time’ to ‘happy ever after.’ There is a battle that goes on in those middle chapters. Sometimes I am going to mess up. Sometimes you are going to mess up. I am going to say things I don’t mean and mean things I don’t say. Sometimes I will forget that you are a princess and sometimes I will get distracted. But, together, through love, patience, communication, and the grace of God, we are going to win.

Read Brett’s full letter here.