Some women are adorned in silks and lace, but I — I am clothed in something far rarer. I wear the quiet strength of the man who knows me. Who has seen every fractured piece of my story for 34 years and still holds me with reverence. Clive’s love is not performative, not perfection, but presence — unwavering and faithful.
His arms have become my safest place on earth. He doesn't just look at me with affection; he sees the woman I was, the woman I am, and the woman I’m still becoming. He honours all of her. His touch carries the weight of loyalty. His embrace tells me: You’re safe. You’re home. These words capture it perfectly:
✨ The most beautiful clothes that can dress a woman…
Aren’t silk, lace, or velvet.
They are the arms of the man who knows her soul,
Who worships her not just with his eyes,
But with his touch, his loyalty, his love.
The kind of arms that make her feel like the most sacred thing he’s ever held.
That wraps around her not just in passion, but in protection, in pride, in permanence.
In his embrace, she is more than stunning —
She is safe.
She is home.
She is loved so deeply that no designer could ever replicate the beauty of what it feels like to belong completely to someone.
Because when a woman is loved right, his arms become her favourite outfit — and her smile, his finest accessory.
✨It reminds me of a truth found in the Word:
📖 "He who finds a wife finds a good thing, and obtains favour from the Lord." — Proverbs 18:22 (NKJV)
Clive has loved me through seasons of strength and seasons of sorrow. He has chosen me again and again — not just in vows, but in a thousand quiet moments of kindness. His arms have never felt like cages; they’ve always been wings.
A Prayer of Gratitude
Abba Father, thank You for the precious gift of covenant love. For a husband whose arms carry not only strength but gentleness. Thank You that in Clive’s embrace I find refuge, laughter, and rest. May our love reflect Your glory — selfless, sacrificial, and steadfast. Let our marriage be a shelter for others, a picture of Christ’s love for His bride. Teach us to keep choosing each other, to honour, protect, and uplift. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
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Dear heart,
If you’ve never known this kind of love, don’t give up hope. The One who holds your soul most tenderly is Jesus — and He calls you beloved, cherished, chosen. You are never alone.💗 You are safe. You are seen. You are so deeply loved. 💗
Donnerstag, 7. August 2025
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