
Vows of the Heart
What I Promise to Bring, Not Demand
There was a time when I thought vows were about finding the right person.
Now I understand they are about becoming the right steward of love.
Before there is a wedding day, there is a private altar.
Before there is a promise spoken aloud, there is a vow whispered within the heart.
This is where mine begins.
I do not promise perfection.
I promise presence.
I promise to arrive whole—not flawless, but honest.
To bring my healed places and my healing places, without pretending I am finished.
I promise to do my work so love is not required to save me.
I promise friendship before romance.
Laughter before expectations.
Listening before defense.
I will choose curiosity over assumptions and humility over pride.
I promise faithfulness—not only in body, but in spirit.
Faithful in seasons of abundance and in seasons of waiting.
Faithful when love feels easy and when it requires endurance.
I will guard what is sacred, including the heart entrusted to me.
I promise to speak with kindness, even when emotions rise.
To pause before reacting.
To seek understanding rather than victory.
To remember that love is not proven by being right, but by being safe.
I promise to bring my faith to the center, not the margins.
To invite God into the ordinary moments, not just the sacred ones.
To let prayer shape my posture and truth anchor my words.
I will not ask love to replace God, nor ask God to bless what He was never invited into.
I promise accountability—to myself, to God, and to the covenant we may one day share.
I will continue to grow, to unlearn, to soften where life once hardened me.
I will not demand from another what I refuse to cultivate within.
I do not come empty-handed.
But I do not come demanding either.
I bring presence.
I bring honesty.
I bring a willing heart.
I bring peace where I once brought survival.
And if love is to come, may it meet me here—
not striving, not pretending,
but prepared.
Anchor Truth:
I do not bring perfection. I bring presence.
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