Alone and Unmarried
God gave me a dream one night,
this dream was more of a vision.
In this vivid dream I was rather panicked,
everyone I knew was getting married,
everyone but me that is.
The men in this dream were all dressed
in black tuxedos, the ladies were dressed
in beautiful dresses, not all of those dresses
were pure white... symbolic? maybe.
So here I was with no one to call my own.
A bit sad, I was compelled to look up.
A bright, gentle light was located right above
my head, its warmth reached out and
embraced me.
Observing the light, I told the married couples
that I was married to God.
Some of these couples seemed to admire me greatly.
God loves and takes care of me, yet I often take that
special love for granted.
I know it's hard to be a single person during this day
and age, but just look at all the work that needs
to be done!
The love of God is joyfully being placed above all else
and all others in my life.
My eternal reward is truly with me.
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