She started thinking the other night
As she wrote her best friend
Some 2000 miles away in a jail cell
Telling him about her 24th birthday
Midway through the letter she started reminiscing
Joking with him about the time when they first met
And when he called her out from the start
Yet as the years progressed
She eventually created this image
An image of a man she knew would NEVER exist
However by the end of this section of the letter,
She was able to tell him that he was right all along
A part of her knew in here heart
She’d never settle,
Settle for a man less than the one
God had prepared for her and created in his likeness
Even though jokingly she probably figured
He wouldn’t be riding in on a white horse
He’d be driving in from the country
In a beat up ol’ white car or truck
Born and raised in the country
Could be classified as a redneck or Cowboy
A redneck or a Cowboy who praised God
He believed in God with all of his heart
And understood that God and he had an unbreakable bond
It’s funny though because
She kept on telling him that the list
It wasn’t worth keeping
So she decided that she’s place it
In a place where no one would see it
For that time, she thought of perfection
Where’d perfection take her?
Perfection took her to a place of
Not being happy and endless hopes
Somehow she forgot who she was
She even admitted to her friend
She didn’t want write him or communicate with him
However, God chose to step in at the right time
Was it blowing out all 24 candles on her cookie cake
Or was it praying so hard she’d find answers
Nevertheless, she told him when she started packing
She found her list again
And in finding that list
Her smile came back and laughs came back too
Faith does some tricky things
If only he would here to talk some sense into her
But what did it matter
All she knew was that
This was her school girl list she had created
A list she had created on her 13th Birthday!
One day she knew
The man reading this letter would be laughing at her
Her adoptive sister would be saying “I told you so”
And her Church family would be saying “St. Stan, Thank you!”
But for now, she had to own up to it
In her heart, she’d always been praying
To see that beat up ol’ white car or truck
Drivin’ up that dusty road
Out comes her dark-eyed
Redneck God-loving’ Cowboy
Ready to take her away into the Texas Sunset
To lay in a sea of bluebonnets at night
Underneath those bright Texas Stars
And by sunrise
They’d realize that God’s love was at work
Joining these two souls
So here’s to the list.
