I first must tell you a story. I prayed and asked God to send me who he wanted in my life as a mate.
I was specific—wanted someone who goes to church, someone that still opens my car door, takes me to nice dinners, travels—and I even ask god to let me know when I meet him.
Well I did meet a man that did all these things, but he did not look like the type of man I was used to dating. So I said no this cannot be him, but God told me you asked so stay there. So I asked God to close my eyes and open my heart, and we dated for one year.
And all of a sudden this man stopped talking to me for no reason. Anyway, we got back together six weeks later, and we were okay for six months and again.
So I prayed and asked God to show me what to do and I had a dream that I was to go to a meeting to talk to someone about something. That part I don’t remember, but when I opened the door, there stood my boyfriend.
He kissed me and grabbed my left ring finger and said, “What size is this, because I have to put a ring on it,” and then I woke up.
What do you guys think that meant?