It always amazes me how hard change is. You think after so much change in my life it would get easier after a while. The only thing that changes is the amount of control I take away from God before He gently pries it back out of my hands. Each time I hold onto that control a little less time than the time before. But trust me this isn’t my own strength or will. It just seems God brings people into my life who I listen to more readily than I did before.
Like today, I called my friend Victoria and invited myself to her place for lunch. I was just wanting to chat and hang out, I hadn’t seen her in weeks. But the minute I walked in she began to pull the truth out of me and within minutes I was in a puddle of tears. It amazed me how easily she pegged how I was feeling. Useless, as a woman who isn’t a wife and will no longer be in ministry. Lonely that I am 34 and still longing for that mate to spend this life with. Feeling lost in a role as a woman dependant on a truly trustworthy God. As God used her to pull each brick out of my emotional wall, I felt the facade I had been living behind crumble. I am a woman who desperately longs to be married. Not for the reasons I used to, but merely for a partner, a man to tell me I am beautiful, and someone to share this journey with. I truly don’t want my own children, and I sound selfish saying that. But I would rather spend my life ministering to the children who are lost longing for someone to see them. I just don’t want to do it alone. So today was the first day I got on my knees and was real with God about my desire for a husband. It is real, and it is not something I can pretend is merely a want. It is a need and a desire that God has placed in me and I must trust Him to fulfill that need or take it away. Until then, I must trust His plan for my life for He is ALWAYS good.
Listening to KLOVE yesterday and was smacked upside the head by a song I've heard 100 times. "Why are you searching...as if I'm not enough?" I dunno. But I am. I think most of us are. Appreciate your honesty and openness.
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