For a long time, marriage has been my biggest prayer point. I am 35, but I don’t have a man in my life. Every night, I tell God the kind of man I desire. I want a man who is rooted in Him. One whose life is anchored in the Word. I even told God that if he happens to be a pastor, I will embrace it with joy.

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About two months ago, a quiet tug started in my spirit. I felt like God was directing me to the man I would marry, my youth pastor. His name, his face, his presence… they keep coming back to me in ways I cannot explain. Looking at the kind of person my youth pastor is, I am not sure he would look in my direction if he is looking for a wife. So I tried to shut my mind off those thoughts, but they wouldn’t go away. 

Then came the dreams. The first one was on an ordinary night. In the dream, we were in church. Service had closed, and he asked me to accompany him to find a room to rent. I stood there in the dream, wondering why it was me he chose out of all the ladies around him.

The night I had the second dream, I prayed, asking God to connect me to the man he ordained for me. The youth pastor wasn’t even on my mind. Yet in the dream, he walked to me during a church program and handed me a 1 cedi coin that somehow amounted to 13 cedis. He also gave me four small items to hold for him. After the program, when I tried to return them, he told me to keep the money. He said he would add something to it later. He took only one of the four items and told me to keep the remaining three.

I woke up unsettled.

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There are eight associate pastors in my church. All are married except him. He is highly respected because of his dedication to ministry work. The pastors and elders continually encourage him to get married as soon as possible. much aware that everyone expects him to marry soon. Nonetheless, he doesn’t seem interested in settling down soon.

I keep dreaming about him. The third one isn’t clear. I had the fourth one when I half-jokingly asked God for a sign, “Let me meet him on the road tomorrow morning if he’s the one.” I don’t remember the dream, but I know he was in it. The next day, on my way to work, his car appeared from the opposite direction. He slowed down, blew his horn, and waved at me.

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I froze for a minute before waving back at him.

He doesn’t live in my neighbourhood, so that encounter had me wondering if it was really the sign I asked God for or if it was a mere coincidence. I have had six dreams about him so far. I don’t know what to do with any of it. 

Should I place him before God as a potential husband? Or should I let this go entirely and continue praying without attaching any face or name? I don’t want to misinterpret anything.

—Janet

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