But what about the in between? That's a fine question. I've prayed for my other half (without knowing anything about him, mind you) for about 2 and a 1/2 years now. Still my love life is as dry as Atlanta in mid-July. I sometimes find myself wondering out loud if I'm destined to live with 40 cats in an old house that's entirely too big for the old spinster who lives there. These are the times when God reminds me that He keeps His promises and I take comfort in that. I don't know when or how or where this mystery man will pop up. But this blog is the story of the journey.
I know that I can't be the only girl in the world who hopes for the husband God has promised her. This blog is meant to give encouragement to any girl (or guy) who is waiting patiently for their Love to waltz into their lives via a promise from El Shaddai, the Great I AM, the Living God. As I am a college student with a busy fall semester staring me in the face, this will most likely be inconsistent. But if you are following, thank you. I hope that you can relate to my journey.
I can't know for sure what this blog will be. However, I can tell you that it won't be a pity party. I don't need a significant other to make my life complete. I have Christ in my heart and an ever-growing relationship with God which is all I need in this world to keep breathing. Most recently, I began to feel like God wants me to be content with my life as it is. I need to be satisfied with what He has given me here and now. I feel that I'm getting there. This should probably be the part where I tell you that I am the most impatient person you'll ever meet. I struggle with patience - which is, consequently, what we focused on in Sunday School this week (A wise person once told me that God gives us what we need and it stuck with me). I have an issue with deciding that I want thing and then wanting them instantly. If I order my usual skinny vanilla latte, tall at Starbucks, I need it right then. It should be ready by the time I reach the little counter where they call out your name. This life is a whole other level of impatient. If I'm cruising up I-65 and I have to turn off my cruise control because someone is going to slow in front of me, I immediately begin to yell at the person because they can obviously hear me. Patience is not my forte.
So here we are. I am so glad you've stumbled into my world. Let us embark together on this journey. I hope you can find my words something of value. Perhaps, you'll take comfort in the fact that you aren't alone. I am waiting for my Beloved as well.
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