I was feeling a bit sorry for myself the other night (I know, like I have anything to be sorry about!), but really I brought it upon myself and I’ll freely admit that—though not without a bit of blush.
I had “stumbled” (wink, wink) across a Facebook profile of someone—a guy, okay?—and of course I had to click on the profile pic. What red-blooded female wouldn’t, right? I mean, it had been obvious it wasn’t a good fit when things, well, ended but a piece of me was still wanting to know him better. Give it a second go. Maybe I misunderstood somewhere along the lines. After all he’s tall. Good looking. Has a great smile.
Facebook is evil. Was my first thought. Obviously, good looking guys who turn their back on good looking girls like myself should not be allowed on Facebook for said girls to “stumble” across. That’s just rude. I almost posted the above observation on Twitter. I’m glad I restrained myself. Because, really, how awkward is that to try and explain?
Besides, it’s not Facebook’s fault (even though it’s a great one to blame!) that I purposefully sought out this person’s profile and was sent into the doldrums with further thoughts of “when will it be me posting an engagement or wedding photo on my profile?” Or able to change my relationship status or a hundred other little things, like celebrating with my friends that I’ve finally found and caught “the one”?
Thus you can see where I was feeling just a little bit sorry for myself.
It’s a ridiculous place to be, but one where we all find ourselves. On the shelf, ready to move on and discover the next best thing—like our man—that God has for us and yet we’re still here tapping our toe letting has-been Facebook profiles pass on by.
This year alone I’ve had more cute couple overload uploads on my friend’s pages for me to swear off Facebook completely and vow to never go back.
There is no evil and should be no discouragement in being single. It’s the pat and easy answer to say “we’re here for a reason and a season” and that’s true, but that gets tiring to hear, no?
Maybe we’re here because God isn’t done teaching us. Isn’t done molding our man. Maybe it’s not all about us.
It’s discouraging to think you found “a one” to only wave adios shortly thereafter. It’s not the most fun to wait in singledom, when you’re a one-track-hopeless-romantic (ahem) female who wants to get married and start a family. That’s the dream right?
But I know from personal experience, the sooner we learn to be content in our current situations the more God can grow and prepare us…and our husbands for that moment we do meet.
And who knows. Maybe we already have.