Singleness, marriage and parties
Thanks for the great replies. As you might have guessed, I have a good friend, an excellent Christian man with mind blowing faith, kindness, compassion and humor who is a cool 10 years my senior.
I kind of always assumed my spouse would be older. The maturity level of the boys on this campus is astoundingly low. Perhaps because they were raised in a culture that tells them the modern woman would prefer a ‘relationship’ or random hookups and needs no commitment, certainly not marriage, to sacrifice her all to him.
But anyway. The party was so much fun. I mean, SO MUCH fun. It wasn't anything special. Just 7 girls eating dinner and hanging out at the apartment, doing nothing but enjoying each other’s fellowship. We didn’t play a game or watch a movie or even do anything, but had so much fun. Colleen and I closed the door and started exclaiming to each other how successful the party had been.
It made me realize…I am thankful to be single. I am having fun. I will welcome a husband into my life when the time is ready, but why have I been sitting around, upset that there is no man in my life? Why have I not been celebrating this GIFT of singleness that I have been given?
As much of a blessing as a husband is, I wouldn’t have the freedom to have late nights with the girls on a random Tuesday whenever I wanted. I couldn’t drop everything to dash off to a free movie or outdoor concert. I wouldn’t be able to always invite random people over where and whenever I wanted. Yes but-but-but- I know. I do want a husband someday, and I know the responsibility is worth it. But I just feel like maybe, yes, I do count as a person without one.
With a husband comes different kinds of responsibility, and I will rejoice in that responsibility, but perhaps that’s just not what God wants of me right now. There is the responsbility of singleness, too, a life on your own without a husband that also has it's own special blessings as well. Why do they tell us to only spend our single times preparing for marriage- playing house- or, even creepier, pretending to be the sort of second wife-in-training to your father, and worship him? Why are we not supposed to have any wholesome fun and celebrate this season of life?
Is it okay to live as though your life- at this moment- has value and meaning? That maybe you- unattached- are a valuable person?
I kind of always assumed my spouse would be older. The maturity level of the boys on this campus is astoundingly low. Perhaps because they were raised in a culture that tells them the modern woman would prefer a ‘relationship’ or random hookups and needs no commitment, certainly not marriage, to sacrifice her all to him.
But anyway. The party was so much fun. I mean, SO MUCH fun. It wasn't anything special. Just 7 girls eating dinner and hanging out at the apartment, doing nothing but enjoying each other’s fellowship. We didn’t play a game or watch a movie or even do anything, but had so much fun. Colleen and I closed the door and started exclaiming to each other how successful the party had been.
It made me realize…I am thankful to be single. I am having fun. I will welcome a husband into my life when the time is ready, but why have I been sitting around, upset that there is no man in my life? Why have I not been celebrating this GIFT of singleness that I have been given?
As much of a blessing as a husband is, I wouldn’t have the freedom to have late nights with the girls on a random Tuesday whenever I wanted. I couldn’t drop everything to dash off to a free movie or outdoor concert. I wouldn’t be able to always invite random people over where and whenever I wanted. Yes but-but-but- I know. I do want a husband someday, and I know the responsibility is worth it. But I just feel like maybe, yes, I do count as a person without one.
With a husband comes different kinds of responsibility, and I will rejoice in that responsibility, but perhaps that’s just not what God wants of me right now. There is the responsbility of singleness, too, a life on your own without a husband that also has it's own special blessings as well. Why do they tell us to only spend our single times preparing for marriage- playing house- or, even creepier, pretending to be the sort of second wife-in-training to your father, and worship him? Why are we not supposed to have any wholesome fun and celebrate this season of life?
Is it okay to live as though your life- at this moment- has value and meaning? That maybe you- unattached- are a valuable person?