This article is written for future publication on PurityPeople.com. More articles to come later.
Back in high school and college, I was the computer geek without any “luck.” Now that I’m in the military and am living on a large piece of steel and haze-gray paint in the middle of the ocean, the whole dating game from back in college has taken a back seat while I work on other things. I’ve found myself with an outside view of those years through which God is teaching me is that He isn’t going to tolerate us just sitting around waiting for Him to get things done for us. In fact, if we’re not getting things done for Him, such a demand is the height of arrogance.
Let me tell you about the first experience I had with the concept in college. There was a certain girl who went to high school with me, or perhaps more properly, we went to the same high school. We didn’t know each other very well, but apparently she in her desperation had developed a crush on me. Eventually she gave up on kind of hiding it, though I could tell from the countless phone calls and times “hanging out.” She was a non-believer, and I knew that things would not work out between these two people whose values did not match. I tried to call it off, and it wasn’t happening.
Long story shortened, I opened my email one morning to find a suicide poem. Immediately I call 911. She’s OK, but she’s overdosed on painkillers. I find out a few days later that the doctors were amazed that her liver wasn’t fried with the amount she took.
Then I made one of the stupidest decisions in my life. While there was little chance of dating, I still abandoned her friendship out of a false sense of self-preservation. It was clear that God wanted me to be at her side helping her out, and I ignored the call.
Is there any more evidence God needed to determine that I was fully unqualified to handle a dating relationship? I flipped the bird at God, and turned my back on a friend who needed my help.
Oh, and then I got addicted to porn and masturbation. More on that in another article.
What are you doing while you’re waiting for romance? Do your actions reflect that you’re ready, or are you just wallowing in self-pity like I was?
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