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The Letters to my Dearest
have come to an end.
I've gone back to the old way
of journaling instead.
The Letters were nice while
they lasted, 'tis true!
I learned a lot while writing them;
I matured and I grew.
However I was thinking, praying,
and looking ahead,
And decided that I'd rather keep
a plain journal instead.
I'll still let him read them,
to learn more about me,
But the journals will also be
a witness to posterity.
Perhaps one day my daughter
will read them as well,
And learn that her mother was also
a girl that often fell.
She could read all the lessons
God showed me as a teen.
Just perhaps comfort and insight
from their pages she'd glean.
The journals will also serve
as a reminder to me
Of what I have learned
and struggled through, as He
Has been my constant source
of comfort, strength and love;
And how in Him I've learned to rest
and seek all help from above.
My maiden years are a gift,
perhaps better spent
Not on thoughts of my future,
But on what I am sent
As I walk through this time
of maidenhood with my Father;
As I learn to focus on my Saviour,
and learn to be His daughter.
I'm still committed to purity
and waiting for God's timing.
I'll still probably have hopes
fill some pages with longing.
But the entries will not be focused
on a man as I write.
I'll instead record my life
As I live to be a light.
~by Anna Naomi Lofgren, April 3rd, 2007~
have come to an end.
I've gone back to the old way
of journaling instead.
The Letters were nice while
they lasted, 'tis true!
I learned a lot while writing them;
I matured and I grew.
However I was thinking, praying,
and looking ahead,
And decided that I'd rather keep
a plain journal instead.
I'll still let him read them,
to learn more about me,
But the journals will also be
a witness to posterity.
Perhaps one day my daughter
will read them as well,
And learn that her mother was also
a girl that often fell.
She could read all the lessons
God showed me as a teen.
Just perhaps comfort and insight
from their pages she'd glean.
The journals will also serve
as a reminder to me
Of what I have learned
and struggled through, as He
Has been my constant source
of comfort, strength and love;
And how in Him I've learned to rest
and seek all help from above.
My maiden years are a gift,
perhaps better spent
Not on thoughts of my future,
But on what I am sent
As I walk through this time
of maidenhood with my Father;
As I learn to focus on my Saviour,
and learn to be His daughter.
I'm still committed to purity
and waiting for God's timing.
I'll still probably have hopes
fill some pages with longing.
But the entries will not be focused
on a man as I write.
I'll instead record my life
As I live to be a light.
~by Anna Naomi Lofgren, April 3rd, 2007~
Copyright 2006-2008 Anna Lofgren

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