DFW, here's my commitment to you.
We would celebrate all wins, fight through all battles and share in all victories. I can't promise you all the riches in the world. But I can promise you a comfortable life. Comfort here is relative though because I won't stand us dwelling in our comfort zone.
I would push you till you achieve all that God has destined you to be. Our marriage would not be a hindrance to your God-given potential.
I would come for you when I'm ready. And I don't mind if there's someone in my place. I will thank him for protecting you in my absence and find him a new girl. Simple fɛɛfɛw.
You'd have exclusive access to all my brilliant and dumb ideas, let me drown in yours too. I don't mind listening to your beautiful voice and rants over and over again, every single day.
I'd be glad to pour out all I know and have learnt into you. I'm glad to put everything (except the things of God) aside to focus on you - and you alone.
I'd want to talk to you about anything and everything. I'd want to learn from you. Maybe you could teach me how to effectively crack an egg? I still don't know how to.
I can't promise you all joy, even Jesus didn't promise us that. But I can assure you of the fact that I'd share in all your victories, not leave your side in down moments, and persevere with you through thick and thin.
Lemme be your gossip partner. My big sisters have taught me how to gist, and I'm quite experienced in it. With me, you have the assurance of the right reactions at the right time.
I can't cook (unless you want a running stomach daily, then I can), but I can cut ginger and onions. I can also carry the bag if we go to the market together, but we're going nowhere near the Madina market and don't keep the money with me. You know dada.
They say I'd become a pastor, but I say it's my dad they're seeing and not me. But even if I don't become a pastor, I would be the Prophet, Priest and King in our home - Just as Christ instructs.
We would pursue God in all we do. In the pursuit of our purpose, how we raise our kids, how we stand tough times and much more.
Let's talk about our wedding, shall we? I may not be able to provide you with a flamboyant wedding. Trust me, we don't have to be feeding a 1000 mouths at an event that's meant to celebrate our union.
This is not to say that you don't deserve a good wedding. You deserve it. You deserve the best. But the best doesn't mean spending excessively to organize a one-day event. The most irritating part is dancing on top of our huge expenses.
I'd rather we use that same money to invest in our future. But hey, I am assuring you a flamboyant honeymoon. It's just one week for you and me. What happens next, we decide. 🥵
In the long run, I pray I can love you just as Christ loved the Church. Gentle always, but firm when I ought to.
Before you sleep this evening, here's a cute reminder to you that you are the most beautiful lady in the whole universe!!! Forget all the other cows.
It's just you and me.
