Don't tell me you didn't see this coming... What's a Christian girl blog if it doesn't talk you through the ends and outs of the male species?
Well I'm not going to do that, because I don't like to talk about things that I don't have experience in.
The truth is: I'm very very single.
And I'm also very very okay with that.
Ladies, this is not going to be another thing for you to read telling why being single is okay or that there's nothing wrong with you if you don't have a guy. While those things are very true, let's talk about something a little more practical.
What happens when you're the last one?
Okay, story time. When I was fourteen I met the two girls I still call my best friends, and I was the oldest of the three. K was six months behind me, and S was just over a year. When I was fourteen we fantasized about our lives when we were older which inevitably surrounded the topic of boys. We had figured it out. I'd be dating one of our good friends I was head over heels in love with by seventeen, engaged by twenty-one, have a kid on the way by the time I was twenty-three. I'd be K's Matron of Honor right after I tied the knot, I'd be holding a little one when S said 'I do'.
Guys, I'm not even nineteen yet and we've already blown this fantasy. I got over that boy I was obsessed with before my sweet sixteen, S ended up being the first one in a relationship, and I am still very very single.
God didn't follow my script, and I am so so thankful for that.
But, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't struggling. You see, S isn't the only one in my life in a relationship. My little sister has also entered the dating world realm, and college is crawling with people who seem like poster children for the perfect relationships. A few weeks ago another freshman on my hall got engaged. All my other friends who are single come back with adorable stories about flirtatious conversations, and they insinuate it won't be too long now.
I haven't had a flirtatious conversation since coming to college y'all.
It feels like I'm missing out, like I'm the last one. Like I didn't get the memo.
Maybe that's true, but maybe, just maybe, I'll be a better person because of it.
Lovelies, it stinks to be the last one, no way around it, but what I'm learning is that sometimes when God is putting us through the thick of it, He's really teaching us who we need to be in order to be in a relationship. I know that if I had dated that one boy when I was seventeen we probably would have broken up by now, and I would already have a couple heartbreaks under my belt before coming to college. I also know that had that relationship gone through I would not be the same woman I am today.
Being single isn't necessarily what I signed up for, but it also doesn't have to be a waiting period. Please, lovelies, understand that when you seem to be the 'last one' realize that God's idea of time is so different than ours. He doesn't see you as the 'last one' He sees you as the right one for some great story He's telling and that so happens to mean you're single for this time, or maybe all the time.
And that is all a part of his perfect plan.
Lovelies, don't lose heart if you're the last one. I know it is so easy to feel like something is wrong with you or that your turn will never come, but it's all a part of the greater story, and we just have to remember that.
Well I'm not going to do that, because I don't like to talk about things that I don't have experience in.
The truth is: I'm very very single.
And I'm also very very okay with that.
Ladies, this is not going to be another thing for you to read telling why being single is okay or that there's nothing wrong with you if you don't have a guy. While those things are very true, let's talk about something a little more practical.
What happens when you're the last one?
Okay, story time. When I was fourteen I met the two girls I still call my best friends, and I was the oldest of the three. K was six months behind me, and S was just over a year. When I was fourteen we fantasized about our lives when we were older which inevitably surrounded the topic of boys. We had figured it out. I'd be dating one of our good friends I was head over heels in love with by seventeen, engaged by twenty-one, have a kid on the way by the time I was twenty-three. I'd be K's Matron of Honor right after I tied the knot, I'd be holding a little one when S said 'I do'.
Guys, I'm not even nineteen yet and we've already blown this fantasy. I got over that boy I was obsessed with before my sweet sixteen, S ended up being the first one in a relationship, and I am still very very single.
God didn't follow my script, and I am so so thankful for that.
But, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't struggling. You see, S isn't the only one in my life in a relationship. My little sister has also entered the dating world realm, and college is crawling with people who seem like poster children for the perfect relationships. A few weeks ago another freshman on my hall got engaged. All my other friends who are single come back with adorable stories about flirtatious conversations, and they insinuate it won't be too long now.
I haven't had a flirtatious conversation since coming to college y'all.
It feels like I'm missing out, like I'm the last one. Like I didn't get the memo.
Maybe that's true, but maybe, just maybe, I'll be a better person because of it.
Lovelies, it stinks to be the last one, no way around it, but what I'm learning is that sometimes when God is putting us through the thick of it, He's really teaching us who we need to be in order to be in a relationship. I know that if I had dated that one boy when I was seventeen we probably would have broken up by now, and I would already have a couple heartbreaks under my belt before coming to college. I also know that had that relationship gone through I would not be the same woman I am today.
Being single isn't necessarily what I signed up for, but it also doesn't have to be a waiting period. Please, lovelies, understand that when you seem to be the 'last one' realize that God's idea of time is so different than ours. He doesn't see you as the 'last one' He sees you as the right one for some great story He's telling and that so happens to mean you're single for this time, or maybe all the time.
And that is all a part of his perfect plan.
Lovelies, don't lose heart if you're the last one. I know it is so easy to feel like something is wrong with you or that your turn will never come, but it's all a part of the greater story, and we just have to remember that.
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