You Think You Know My Type — But You Don’t Know My Covenant

 

You Think You Know My Type — But You Don’t Know My Covenant

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They keep sending women toward me they think I will find attractive —
women shaped according to their imagination,
women styled according to their assumptions,
women positioned as bait in a trap they designed.

They think temptation is a science.
They think desire is predictable.
They think they know my “type.”

But what they don’t understand is this:

I don’t choose according to flesh.
I don’t bond according to charm.
I don’t respond to seductive strategy.

Because Yahuah already chose my wife for me.

He knew the spiritual covering I needed.
He knew the strength, the character, the loyalty, the faith.
He knew the prayers, the endurance, the wisdom in her spirit.

He matched me according to purpose — not appearance.

And THAT is something no counterfeit can imitate.

They don’t understand that a covenant marriage is not built on looks,
style,
figure,
flattery,
or emotional manipulation.

A covenant marriage is anchored in Yahuah.

My wife is not simply “my preference.”
She is my God-given partner.
She is my divine alignment.
She is the one appointed to walk this path beside me.

She is more than enough.

So no —
your trap will not work.
Your bait will not catch me.
Your “decoys” mean nothing here.

Because I don’t chase beauty —
I honor covenant.

I don’t pursue attraction —
I protect assignment.

I don’t respond to admiration —
I remain faithful to the one Yahuah chose.

Charm may impress men.
Beauty may amuse the world.

But I do not live for shallow pleasure.
I do not bow to lust traps.
I do not trade covenant for distraction.

Proverbs 31 already told us:

“Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
but a woman who fears Yahuah is to be praised.”

And that is the woman Yahuah gave me.

Not a trap.
Not a substitute.
Not a distraction.

But a partner in purpose —
and a blessing I refuse to dishonor.

So stop studying my flesh.
Stop guessing my appetites.
Stop plotting your counterfeit designs.

You don’t know my type.

You don’t know my covenant.

And you will never understand my loyalty —
because it was built in the Spirit,
not the flesh.

Aman.