So, I know my readers have wondered...what was I waiting for?
Well, get your Kleenexes ready. Or maybe your boxing gloves.
I was waiting for a phone call. From a guy. And it never came.
I had helped a co-worker with her wedding and met her cousin. Single. My age. Believer. Funny. He asked for my contact information at the end of the wedding night (we had been in a group setting for the past two days as well).
I was stoked.
If you knew my dating history, or lack thereof, you'd have been stoked too.
I thought...maybe...maybe...maybe...this is the story that God has written for me.
He never called. Or texted. Why? I don't know.
And yes, I manipulated a little and found him on Facebook, but didn't add him as a friend. Just sent a quick message thanking him for a book recommendation. He wrote back a few days later. I wrote back...and nothing again.
Well, I am no longer waiting.
I don't understand...and maybe one day I will.
Not going to lie, it's been a little rough, but God has been so gracious and I've had some great quiet times and of course, some yelling matches.
I am so blessed. And I was reminded by a dear friend that when I look to Him, He is more than enough and when I take my eyes off and begin to compare, that's when I fall into a bad trap.
So, are you now crying or are you ready to go beat someone up? ;)