Well, Mr. Right is taking his time. You’re a single Christian gal.
You’re busy serving the Lord, waiting on God while you tend to the work and life with which He has blessed you. You’d like to get married, and, like most young women, you dream of marrying your best friend, loving him the rest of your days, and sharing a family, life, love, children, and the happiest and saddest of days with the man of your dreams.
I want slow dances down the hall and out to the porch with you.
I want to have late night talks over coffee with you.
I want Sunday mornings at church with you with your arm around my shoulder.
I want double dates, picnic dates, road trip dates and every other kind of date with you.
I want to have deep conversations about God, family, futures, and love with you.
I want to play catch at the park in the twilight of night with you.
I want to learn your favorite recipes from your mom and test them out with you.
I want your kids. Oh, how I want kids one day with you.
I want to plan family camping trips with you.
I want to start traditions with you that will be carried on for generations.
I want to watch our children go off to college, get married, and have babies one day.
I want our children to model to their children the kind of family that they were raised with.
I want to grow old with you and still go to our favorite camp spot even when we are gray.
I want a full life of family, friends, God, and you.
I want you, but I will wait.
My sister, HE. IS. ABLE. God is able and willing to bless and help and guide. He doesn’t need your help, and He really means it when He says that He “is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think,” and He will do a work in your life that is worthy to bring praise to His name (Ephesians 3:20). Your future may or may not include Mr. Heart-Throb-Potential, but remember what Paul says in 1 Corinthians 2:9 about God’s plans for those who love Him:
If I were to make a list of my least favorite things to do, I'm pretty sure waiting would rank in the top five. There aren't many things I enjoy less than remaining in that agonizing place of staring my hopes and longings in the face and wondering how, and when, and if God will ever allow them to come true.
"Why doesn't anything just happen for me?" I often find myself grumbling, tired of waiting, tired of trying to hang onto hope as the months and years slip away and so many questions remain unanswered. I long for a person that sparks life in my heart. I struggle to find a meaningful purpose to center my life around. I wonder when God will finally bring the right man into my life to love and be loved by. I look inwardly at all the healing, growth, and freedom I've yet to experience and wish God operated on my timetable instead of his.
So many times I've begged God to finally reach down from heaven and move, speak, act, shine a light on my path. But so often when I go to him with my questions and restlessness, he doesn't reveal anything instantly. Yes, he brings hope, he renews my faith, and he gives me strength to keep going.
But in that gentle, quiet voice, he also speaks the words I've heard over and over again . . . my daughter, wait.
And so I do. And as the years pass by, I'm finally beginning to realize it's in these seasons of waiting and being still before God, pouring out my heart before him, that he does some of his greatest work. It's in the desert, the wilderness, the quietness that God can restore hope and vision and deepen my character. It's in waiting that I get to know God's heart more intimately. You have a bright future, and so do I. I begin to realize he is my life.
“Things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard, and which have not entered the heart of man, all that God has prepared for those who love Him.”