Singleness.

For a while, I was under the impression that I wasn’t really a Christian until I got married. I thought that my main goal was to find a spouse and then I could really start serving God and my church. Marriage was where Christian maturity really happened. And while it maybe true that God uses marriage as a way of sanctifying a person, it’s not the official start of a person’s Christianity nor is it the ultimate goal in life. It wasn’t until recently that I was able to take a step back and question whether or not my idea of singleness made any sense. Almost every conversation that I’ve had about my relationship status has ended with idea that this is just a season of my life and the season soon to follow will be where I meet my future husband. Like my singleness is just a time of waiting and not a time of doing. So I kept putting myself out there only to come up empty handed, and it was making me miserable. Then one day, like a brick, it hit me; maybe I’m suppose to be single. Now don’t freak out (Mom), I mean that in the present tense. God has made it pretty clear that right now, He’s calling me to be single. And He’s also made me realize that my life does not some how, all of a sudden start once I get into a relationship. I can glorify Him just as much as a single person as I can as a married person. My singleness is not a hopeless disease that needs curing. Marriage will not give my life meaning because my life already has meaning and it’s to glorify God. So if He calls me to be single then I’ll be single, and if He calls me to be married then I’ll get married. Hell, I’d wear pants on my arms if that’s what God called me to do. Nothing in this world is going to bring me satisfaction; not a spouse, not a job, not a even Chicago style deep dish pizza. True satisfaction is only found in the Lord. “He satisfies the longing soul, and the hungry soul he fills with good things.”-Psalm 107:9