So recently I decided to dip my toes in the dating pool. Being nearly 40, it seems like it is time to meet someone. I’m not lonely. I’m an introvert and actually need to recharge my batteries alone. That being said, I would like someone with whom I can share the good and bad things in life.
I met a really great guy. We chatted for 3 months because he lives in MD. He finally came to visit. I was so nervous that I was a sweaty mess…literally had sweat dripping down my face. A few days later, he texted me that he was reconciling with his wife. UM, WHAT? Yeah…didn’t know he wasn’t divorced. Awesome, right?
I could amuse you with stories of another charmer who sent me a picture of his little buddy…use your imagination…or the guy who came to visit with a cooler of refreshments for HIMSELF. Yeah.
The problem that I’m having is that a long time ago, I prayed that God would bring the right man into my life, and that He would crush any other relationships that were not of Him. Be careful what you pray for. The aforementioned married guy seemed perfect for me. He claims to be a Christian. He knows the scripture better than I do. He’s an entrepreneur. But…not the man God has for ME.
I sit here, alone on a Friday night, thankful that God answers my prayers. This morning, He said clearly to me, “Deneen, do you not remember praying? Why do you not trust me? Have I ever let you down before? Can you trust me with your heart?”
It is not good for man to be alone, but it is horrible to be in a relationship that does not have God at its center. I’d rather die alone than be in a relationship with someone only to be lonely.