I posted this blog a couple of years ago, but still resonate with the feelings I expressed at that point.
Hope you survive this Monday - I know I woke up desiring a bit more sleep.
Jen
……….
I had the privilege of skyping with a dear friend today (so
grateful for technology in those moments) and my dating life came up. Her
friend had read a book that recommended single people to make it a goal over
one week’s time to have a conversation with, and give their contact information,
to five members of the opposite sex. She thought it might be something I should
try. My response? Panic. Pure and utter panic. Now, she is not a friend who
goes around trying to fix me. When she gives a recommendation, I know she has
prayed about it and that it is at the very least, worth my consideration. The
panic itself was sort of a confirmation that everything was not ok internally,
that these are places the Lord wants to heal, and that I was headed in the
right direction. Crap.
Part of me can see the Lord’s call in this. The other part
is terrified. This is the way things go with me. When the Lord touches parts of
my heart that are extremely vulnerable I respond with panic and stubbornness.
But eventually it dies down and I relent. I am waiting for the relenting to
begin.
Gary Thomas wrote a book called “Sacred Marriage”. His
thesis revolves around the idea that, while marriage can be a joyful thing, its
main purpose is for sanctification. As I sat and thought about this
conversation with my friend, I had a similar idea about dating. Dating, at
least for me, feels like a process of sanctification. It feels a little odd to
write this, and yet, I think it is true. Somehow, through this bizarre process
of meeting others, the Lord is purifying me, and revealing the places in me
that are scared to trust another. To trust another man. To trust God. Or in my
case, considering going out and more intentionally meeting others.
Still not relenting yet, but maybe a few steps closer to
doing so. Lord have mercy!
1 comment:
Scared Marriage? I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt that that's a typo, not a Freudian slip! =)
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