Growing up, there were always a handful of "older" single women in my life. I remember them as fun and dynamic. They were involved in ministry and poured into my life in some form or fashion. That's why I knew them. And loved them. But as much as I admired them, I did not want to be one of them.
Last summer, I felt like the Lord asked me to give up romance.Novels.Music.Movies. For those of you who are still getting to know me, this was a hard ask. Because. I am a champion of love!!
True Confession: Last year I walked away from my Thanksgiving festivities with a very full tummy and a very heavy heart.
Option A You check your email and see a familiar face pop up. You freak out. Run to your computer at work and maniacally try to log on. Out of trauma you black out, forget your password and get locked out of your account. You go through the tortuous reset process and finally get the ball rolling. All the while huffing, “Come on!” at your computer and impatiently tapping the mouse on the desk while you wait. Not now rainbow wheel! The moment you gain access to the site, you delete your profile, wipe out your entire eHarmony existence and pray to God that your friend did not have a chance to read it. Your rationale? You didn’t write your profile so people you know could read it. Dumb, I know. But rational thought has left the building. The truth? The image of him and his friends sitting around laughing at …
Dear Friend, Baby showers make my knees sweat. It started about five years ago.
I find that life has this ebb and flow kind of like the seasons. The lonelies can come out of nowhere. And if I’m not careful they can take me out. But over time I have developed a few little strategies that help me keep the lonelies in check and keep those winter seasons short and sweet.