Quote taken from the book A Man Worth Waiting For by Jackie Kendall, on knowing how to recognize your prince when he arrives:
"The single life is like a big running track with all these freshly painted lanes. One day she will be running in her lane, relentlessly in pursuit of Jesus, looking ahead and not around, when all of a sudden she will hear this someone approaching.
If this some one is her Boaz, she will not have to stop running, she will not have to change her pace, and she won't have to look behind her, because before she knows it, he will be running alongside her. He will keep up with her, and they will continue the race at a complimentary pace. This will be her running partner for the journey ahead. They will encourage each other and not trip each other.
I have met too many women who are running a fabulous race when suddenly they are tripped up by Bozo guys shouting for them to slow down, take a break on the benches with them, and these women are sidetracked for years. Remember to be patient in anticipation of one coming up alongside you, who will also be panting in relentless pursuit of Jesus."
Read this a few days ago, and have been pondering it since.
To be frankly honest, I'm sick of fighting to keep my pace when it seems there are far too many guys trying to slow me down. I'm sick of the awful feeling that I know my Bible better than they do. I'm sick of people suggesting that I'm too picky.
Yes, life gets lonely. Horribly lonely. So lonely that sometimes I fear I'm losing my mind. But I know where I'm headed in this journey called life. And the thought of being married to someone who is aimlessly wandering and wasting time and is apathetic (at best) about his relationship with Jesus... well, it makes me sad and angry all at the same time.
If I'm to ever marry, it's got to be to someone I can respect. Someone whose stride is not slower than my own. Someone whose passion for Jesus draws in everyone around him. Someone who is prepared to be a spiritual leader.
I don't want to be looking behind me, pulling him along, trying in vain to discuss Scriptures with someone who can't.
Yes, this post has quite a different feel from my usual way of posting, but it's from my heart.
If I'm to ever marry, it's got to be to someone who does what is right, who loves mercy, who walks humbly with his God (Micah 6:8), someone who defends truth, humility, and justice (Psalm 45:4).
If you're out there, Darling, may God keep you. May He bless you beyond your wildest dreams, may He guard your heart and mind and body until He leads you to me, may He give you strength and courage to be all He has planned for you to be.
"The single life is like a big running track with all these freshly painted lanes. One day she will be running in her lane, relentlessly in pursuit of Jesus, looking ahead and not around, when all of a sudden she will hear this someone approaching.
If this some one is her Boaz, she will not have to stop running, she will not have to change her pace, and she won't have to look behind her, because before she knows it, he will be running alongside her. He will keep up with her, and they will continue the race at a complimentary pace. This will be her running partner for the journey ahead. They will encourage each other and not trip each other.
I have met too many women who are running a fabulous race when suddenly they are tripped up by Bozo guys shouting for them to slow down, take a break on the benches with them, and these women are sidetracked for years. Remember to be patient in anticipation of one coming up alongside you, who will also be panting in relentless pursuit of Jesus."
Read this a few days ago, and have been pondering it since.
To be frankly honest, I'm sick of fighting to keep my pace when it seems there are far too many guys trying to slow me down. I'm sick of the awful feeling that I know my Bible better than they do. I'm sick of people suggesting that I'm too picky.
Yes, life gets lonely. Horribly lonely. So lonely that sometimes I fear I'm losing my mind. But I know where I'm headed in this journey called life. And the thought of being married to someone who is aimlessly wandering and wasting time and is apathetic (at best) about his relationship with Jesus... well, it makes me sad and angry all at the same time.
If I'm to ever marry, it's got to be to someone I can respect. Someone whose stride is not slower than my own. Someone whose passion for Jesus draws in everyone around him. Someone who is prepared to be a spiritual leader.
I don't want to be looking behind me, pulling him along, trying in vain to discuss Scriptures with someone who can't.
Yes, this post has quite a different feel from my usual way of posting, but it's from my heart.
If I'm to ever marry, it's got to be to someone who does what is right, who loves mercy, who walks humbly with his God (Micah 6:8), someone who defends truth, humility, and justice (Psalm 45:4).
If you're out there, Darling, may God keep you. May He bless you beyond your wildest dreams, may He guard your heart and mind and body until He leads you to me, may He give you strength and courage to be all He has planned for you to be.
1 comment:
I'm almost wet-eyed. Ruby, how our God is great. We wait. You spoke it well. Someone whose stride is not slower than my own! :)
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