Wait for the good one

One of the continual and biggest blessings in my life is volunteering at Juvi. I go up there every Thursday night for about two hours and spend time with all the girls in the facility. Usually we have about 15...sometimes way more, sometimes less. Either way, I walk out of that building with such a peace in my heart because I'm doing what I'm called to do: love the kids that others find unlovable.

Occasionally, girls group will take a turn when I don't expect it. Most of the time it's good. Tonight was one of those nights.

We were going to make baby blankets for police officers to give to children who need the comfort at the scene of an incident. But all the girls could even begin to focus on was boys. Always boys. I have a staff member that is with me every week...and we team up. She'll say something like, "I want you girls to listen to Heather tell you about the guy in her life." And all the girls listen. She'll ask questions she already knows the answers to--just to hear me share my story--or share my faith.

Tonight she said, "since you won't stop talking about boys, I want to hear about Heather's guy. Heather, what makes your relationship different with Brian?"

And I shared it all. I told them that I used to think I was one of those girls who would never deserve that guy that treats her like a princess. Then, I met Brian. From the beginning, we set boundaries that we would both stick to until our wedding day--no matter who either of us married. I shared how amazing it is to be able to hold on to my purity, so I will be able to give that to my husband. I told them how it is so amazing to finally meet someone who deserves my whole heart...and how amazing it is to be able to give that to him...not just the pieces left over. They said, "yeah, but I don't think that there are any more good guys left. Even if they are, they are not always good..."

I told them to wait. Wait for the good ones. The bad ones are everywhere you turn. There are good guys...you just have to be patient. Then one girl started crying. She said she doesn't deserve a guy that would treat her well. We talked about forgiveness. Before she left, I asked if she needed a hug. She said she doesn't do hugs. This beautiful girl has these walls built up around her heart. I will wait patiently as they come down, because I believe in a God who tore down mine.