The Luckiest Woman on Earth

I was barely 7 years old when imitating what I'd seen in a movie, I hand kissed a flight attendant, who charmed, told me that when I grew up, my wife would be the Luckiest woman on Earth.

I took the compliment like a prophecy, a blessing that was bestowed unto me, with the responsibility to turn it into a promise, a mission, then a reality.

By the time I reached my teenage years, I began to pay attention to what girls said, what they liked and resented about boys. With each complaints, I would take mental notes and convince myself that no girl attached to me would ever have to say such things about me.

Once I heard an older girl say that Guys only think about "one thing"; I said to myself, "not me, I am different."

Later on, I discovered that women were resolved to accept the fact that men are all unfaithful; I promised myself that I would never do that, and for that reason, my wife will be the Luckiest woman on Earth.

I taught myself to value and appreciate women in all their essence; I struggled but eventually learned to listen and understand their issues. I disciplined myself to offer an alternative to the lies, deceptions and negative perceptions they had. I did all that because I remembered that somewhere there is a woman that will be mine, and she will be the luckiest woman on Earth.

As I matured, I became more committed to my principles and values. I reinforced them with the addition of a spiritual life, and with the help of God, I started to display the confidence of a Man of God, who stands on the pedestal of Christian manhood.

My conviction in my path convinced me that my future wife should not only be the luckiest woman on Earth, but the prettiest and smartest as well. There were no issues, no examples, no criticisms that have plagued men all accross cultures, to which I couldn't claim "Not me, it does not apply to me." I was the one man who had never cheated, would never cheat, was loving, trusting, etc...it was not by accident, it was by design....all that for the luckiest woman on Earth.

The more I stood on my principles, the more I drew attention. Women began to knock on my door, some with a full Cistern to share, others with the offer to drink from their well, offers for passion, offers from defiance, challenges, curiosity, they all came...not to avail.

But the more my confidence grew, the more it transformed into arrogance; moreover, the longer I waited for that Lucky woman, the more disillusioned I became in her existence. I had lifted myself so high, that she too became unreal, just the fruit of my fantasies.

When my mind fell, my body gave up on me as well, and I succumbed to temptation. I responded to the many advances, masking my failure as a sense of entitlement. With each escapade, my esteem diminished, and hope became despair. Each women I slept with kept a piece of my faith with them. I was soon groveling in the dust on my belly, with a crawling neighbor, in his fallen form taunting me "How does it feel to fall down?"he would ask. There was no place on earth to hide my shame.

I then realized my mistakes, and the infatuation I had with an ability that was not by my own power. I realized that I had stopped believing in God, I had grown impatient, Proud and selfish. To recapture the dream and the promise, I had no choice but to raise my Hand to God, and accept His reprimands. He lifted me, looked me in the eyes and said "How does it feel to be back up?"

I kept thinking about what I did, and realized that there is a woman out there waiting for me, and at that very moment, with what I had become, she was not the Luckiest woman on Earth.

Before we go to an interview, we prepare ourselves although we do not have the job yet; when we are pregnant, we prepare the baby's room although it is not there yet, therefore shouldn't we prepare ourselves for our future spouse although he or she is not there? Making them the Luckiest person on Earth even before we have met them?

I resolved to forgive myself as God had forgiven me, and pursue the journey anew, with a few steps behind, but a giant leap in hope.

I since again wake up in the morning, and think: "right now, somewhere, there is a woman who may be the Luckiest woman on Earth."

The difference this time? I have God's permission to say so...