I am eternally grateful for Beyonce’s song “Single
Ladies.” No, it hasn’t inspired me in
life or encouraged me in some dark moments.
Rather, it has been an aid to me at weddings. But let me start from the beginning. As a single woman in her thirties, I have gone
to my fair share of weddings. The older
I’ve gotten, the more I have come to dread the bouquet toss. Something about that tradition just
frustrates and annoys me. I mean, going
to a wedding as a single person tends to be challenging enough. Another wedding and I’m not the bride. Then, there are the awkward questions or the
misguided words of “encouragement.” So,
by the time the bouquet toss comes along, I’m feeling pretty insecure and
blue. Then, they parade the single
people out in front of everyone and expect us to act the fool in pursuit of the
bouquet. It’s become difficult to avoid
the toss as a single person. Everyone’s
keeping their eyes out for you, sometimes literally pulling you onto the dance
floor. I say no!
I’ve developed some strategies over the years to avoid this
debacle. My ear has become finely
attuned to the DJ starting to call all the single women to the floor. On a good day, I can be half way to the
restroom* by the time he’s finished his sentence. However, since Beyonce dropped “Single
Ladies”, I was given another ally in my quest to avoid the bouquet toss. The moment I hear that song, I know that
something fowl is afoot and I can be safely in the ladies room by the time the
call is made.
Weddings are strange social gatherings and they tend to stir
up all my insecurities. I love getting
to celebrate my friends, to stand with them and give my support to their
marriage. Yet, in the midst of all that
goodness, the sadness that is stirred in me is a fear that I will never get
married. The fear that I am called to
singleness for life.
In the last few years, I’ve learned and taught on
vocation. Sometimes, we tend to see
vocation solely as our life purpose, when actually the true meaning reaches
much wider than that. The word vocation
comes from the Latin word “vocare,” which literally means to call. We often use the term solely for those who
are pursuing jobs within the church or other areas of ministry. Yet, as Christians, there are basic ways of
life that each of us is called into. We
are called to love God. We are called to
love others. These are not callings that
are specific to some people, but are for the entire church. Another aspect of vocation that I explored
was the immediate call. There are jobs,
people, places, stages of life that we are called to in this moment. These calls may not be for life, but they are
true for today. An example would be the
calling into parenting a toddler. Your
life call most likely will not be to parent a toddler, but in the present, this
is a significant calling on your life.
We can often see all callings as being locked in for life, when in
actuality they at times only span a season of life instead.**
One of the hotbed topics when it comes to vocation is that
of the celibate life. Even as I type
these words, I can’t help but think of nuns and priests. In the scriptures, we see Paul engaging in
his own calling to celibacy, while he encourages others likewise. I think one of the greatest fears of singles
is this specific call, because it can feel like a life sentence. However, this particular vocation can
actually be seen in two different realities.
One is a life-long call to the single life, while the other sees
singleness as relegated to the immediate season of life.
Yesterday, I was walking across a lake by my house and
talking with God about my singleness. As
I stopped and looked across the water, I remembered the creation narrative in
Genesis, (See Genesis 1). After each
day, the Lord declared what he made as good.
In my own life, God has placed me in a season of singleness. And I believe (to some extent) that he calls
it good. This is not the good that I
envisioned, but I want to learn to trust in what he calls good. For me today, singleness is good. This is my part of my vocation for this
day.
While this recognition of goodness does not make my
singleness automatically turn into a joyful gift, I am grateful for the little
reminders that God is with me and cares about my life. Beautiful walks across a lake. Family and friends who love and care for
me. And Beyonce’s “Single Ladies”,
giving me a rhythmic heads up when bouquet danger is on the horizon.
……….
*The restroom is my designated haven during bouquet
tosses. It’s a legitimate excuse and lets
me avoid having to explain why I don’t like the bouquet toss.
**This section on vocation was inspired by the teachings of
Dr. John H. Coe, Institute of Spiritual Formation, at Talbot School of Theology
1 comment:
Such good, chewable, relatable musings. Thanks jen!
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