Since Valentine’s Day is quickly approaching, I felt a tug on my heart strings to blog about this wonderful day. I am sappy. I wouldn’t say a romantic, but maybe a little gushy squishy. I am not artsy and poetic in thought, where everything is rainbows and unicorns and love comes riding in on a stallion made of cloud dust….
I am practical. I like a good reality check. Ask the hubs.
And yet, when we talk of Mr. Darcy & Elizabeth my heart melts. No one can deny a good love story. In fact, many girls dream of how their love story will unfold. They play dress up when they are young and imagine what Prince Charming will look like. What will their wedding be like? How many kids will they have? Dogs or cats? The list goes on.
They create a fantasy world of expectation that often leaves them disappointed. I read I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris as a teenager and at the time it caused me to go into an extreme anti-dating mode. Which continued for a number of years after this as I fed myself with all of those wonderful Christian dating advice books. And they are wonderful. The only problem was in the interpretation of them. You see, as a young Christian woman who valued her purity I was dead set on never dating until I met my husband. Which if you think about it, doesn’t quite make sense. How are you going to know if it’s your hubby if you don’t even say Hi?
Don’t live in an illusion that thinks Mr. Wonderful is going to plop out of the sky with a pocket full of diamond rings for you to choose from. Don’t barricade yourself behind a wall of unattainable expectations. Dating can be a touchy subject in the Christian sphere with extremes on both ends and so I will tip toe around it slightly and just let you read my story… How does that sound? I’m not going to tell you how to live your life, I’ll just share with you what happened in mine.
And remember this Valentine’s Day if you don’t have the “one your heart longs for”… God’s does and His timing is perfect.
(Follow the link to Part 1 of “How I Met My Husband”)