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Having Your Heart In It

22 Feb

I have a confession to make. I’ve been seeing someone.

It feels weird. I reconnected with an old friend recently, and he happened to be unattached. We used to have a Thing, way back when, which we never acted on. He suggested we give it a go, and I said sure.

Thing is…I’m not the same person I was back then. He isn’t, either, but I’ve changed in one significant way that he hasn’t–I no longer feel the need or, generally, the desire for romantic companionship.

This doesn’t bode well for the relationship.

I’ve said before that singleness isn’t a gift, at least not in the way so many Christians assume. But through this most recent experience, I’ve come to realize that God does call certain people to be single, insofar as He grants certain people the particular grace and strength to face life without a helpmeet. And I’m pretty sure I’m one of those people.

I’m not saying it’s a good or a bad thing. It’s just a thing. I don’t want to imply that people who need romantic partners are weak, needy, or less spiritual. People who need romantic partners are just different from people who don’t need them. And I certainly don’t mean I don’t need anyone in my life. I do. I have my family of parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. I have my single-style family (we need an official term for that) of my close friends, sisters of my heart. And there’s definitely a place in my life for this old friend/would-be-boyfriend, if he wants it. But that place, I regret to say, isn’t as my partner or spouse.

I love the time we spend together. I enjoy talking to him and bouncing ideas off him. I enjoy listening to his perspective on things (which is often, but not always, a lot different from mine). I like just hanging out and being around him. But I don’t want to take it any further than this. I don’t want hugs or kisses, hand-holding or flowers, and I definitely don’t want to go home with him every night.

Not that I’m not attracted to him. I am. But…

Well, I just don’t have my heart in it.

I’m not looking forward to having this conversation with him. The line, “It’s not you, it’s me,” is so trite and over-used no one believes it anymore. But it’s true in this case. Telling him, “I believe God has called me to singleness,” sounds too holier-than-thou and, frankly, like a cop-out. The one good thing about this is how open I was with him from the beginning. I told him I hadn’t dated in a long time and hadn’t had any desire to date. I told him I wasn’t sure if I was cut out to be in a relationship of this type. I told him I need a lot of me time and my own space. And he was good enough to listen, and he took me at my word. But I suspect he got his hopes up a little more than he should have.

For now, I’ll keep praying about it and see what guidance God grants me the next time we’re together.

Any thoughts, friends? What would you do in my situation? What would you want to hear in his place?

All I Can Do Is Pray

25 Jul

Recently a lot of bad things have happened to a lot of people. Aurora, Colorado. A good friend didn’t get what sounded like the perfect job. A young man with so much potential took his own life. I hurt for my friends, for the people of Aurora. I wish there were some way to help this pain.

Somehow, even when speaking to my fellow Christians, I feel so powerless when I say, “I am praying for you.”

Why is that? We know that the prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective. We know that with God, all things are possible. We know that the Spirit intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express.

Prayer is an amazing weapon, an enduring comfort. But when “all I can do” is pray for someone, I feel weak.

Is it because I don’t know how to pray? Is it because I so rarely feel emotional when I pray? Is it because I am all too aware that I am far from being righteous?

Then again, who am I to denigrate God’s power just because I don’t feel it?

I don’t know. What I do know is that God isn’t answering my questions of “Why.” He has plans He isn’t sharing with me. His plans are always far, far better than anything we humans can come up with, but we can’t always glimpse them, so it’s hard to remember that.

And in the meantime, “all” I can do is pray.

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