This year will mark my 33rd year of singlehood. Sometimes I wonder if that's long enough and other times I wonder if it's not quite long enough. Let me check my left hand ... ok, not long enough yet.
It's interesting to think on each person's different walk. Some will be single for their entire lives, others get married young so they're married most of their lives, and still others will get married later in life (perhaps past child-bearing age). I realize that if marriage happens for me, it's going to be in my thirties or beyond at this point.
That is so not what my girlhood dream was. Who dreams of being single? I was supposed to go to college, find a good man, fall in love, marry him, and start having kids by the time I was 25.
I have replaced that dream with a different focus now. That includes seeking my heavenly maker with my whole heart, finding my identity and purpose in him, and sharing my discoveries with the world. Sure, I still want to get married, but it's more of a back-burner dream. It's kind of an 'if-I-get-to-it dream' or -- better yet -- if it's God's will. Marriage, kids, and family are wonderful things, but if that is the true desire of my heart and not seeking God, then even those things won't fill me. And I have to say: I am full. God is so good. I love the Lord, His gifts, and the people He's given in my life to love.
One of the greatest gifts I think God has given me is the ability to enjoy the life He's given me. I have that because I asked for it. Will you ask Him, too?
