Ignorant Historian

It’s been a month, and I still feel fairly content in my singleness. Still working through all of the issues behind it (okay, I really always am), but I’m glad that I at least made it a month.  It might only last a month and a day, but at least it did, right?

I was having a conversation the other day with another single friend (I’ll call her “Friend”), and we were talking about single guys and single girls we know.  While there are more single girls in our church than guys, there still are single guys that for all we know have not pursued any of the many attractive, godly women that we know.

Friend made the statement, “If I was a guy, I’d be married by now.”

What she means is, that if she was a guy, she would have manned up and pursued a relationship.  I know that many of my readers don’t have the same understanding on relationships, but for Friend and me, we want husbands that will take the lead.  Don’t mistake me: we’re not talking husbands that will lord over us. (I realize that this is a big topic in and of itself, but I’m going to leave it at that, for now.)

If I or Friend were to pursue a relationship with any of these guys we know, we’re setting ourselves up for failure for the type of relationships we feel the Bible warrants and we desire.  Doesn’t mean that I don’t have issues to clear up in order to not let my own cold shoulder or poisonous tongue to drive men to way though, it just means that I’m not going to follow the world’s advice and ask a guy I was interested in out, and I’m certainly wouldn’t be taking him home with me, either.

So, why have these men not done anything?  Perhaps, they like being single (if I like it, they could too).  Or maybe they have pursued someone(s) and been turned down, and that turns them off.  Maybe they’re waiting to be financially stable or out of school (not necessarily bad, but we’re really not hung up on the guy not being able to bring money bags to the table to prove his worth…it’s enough to be a wise spender, be willing to work hard, and to rely on God for provision).

What do you think?

Photo by Riot Jane

This weekend a guy flirted with me. I suppose that’s not news in itself. Men don’t flirt with me often; I suppose it might have something to do with my general standoff-y nature and my “look” (just ask any of the guys I turned down when I worked at Walmart and they’ll tell you what that is). Or maybe it’s because I like to keep to myself and don’t go out much. Yeah, I need help, but that isn’t the topic of today’s post.

The topic is that I was standing at the sign-in desk for Awana last night when a guy walked up to me and was flirting with me. He was pleasant and all, but I wouldn’t really consider him my type. Why am I telling you this?

Because he was a teenager.

Yes, one of the older youth who I’ve never met before was flirting with me. It amused me and made me wonder how old he thought I was. I really don’t look THAT young. People have always thought me older than I am, not the other way around. I wasn’t even wearing my pigtails last night.

And no, I didn’t flirt back. I’m not in the market for such a recent model, if you know what I mean.

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I’m thankful for the sweet notes I received yesterday and the children who gave them to me. I’m such a words person and it touches my heart when the children I serve week in and week out bless me in such a way. Totally makes it worth it, even if everything else was awful which it’s not.