My love story   (Part 1)

Because this story is so fresh in my mind I thought I would write it next. This story starts when I was around fifteen. All through my teen years my parents taught me that I did not have to seek out love but that in God’s time, love would find me. I believed them and wanted to focus on serving my family and community instead of chasing relationships that were not in God’s time. This was certainly a challenge when all my friends had boyfriends and people started pressuring me to find a guy. But as I waited I began to see a lot of heartbreak around me in my friends. After they had gone through so many guys they started not trusting as much, loving as purely, and they began harboring lots of pain. My heart felt heavy for my friends and I began to see what my parents had spared me from in the wisdom that they gave me. As I got older there were several guys that would show interest in me.  As a guy would either approach me or my Dad about starting a relationship with me I would first take it to God. I would ask God to show me if this was a man that I could someday marry and serve God with. By taking each guy to God in prayer before letting them in my heart, kept my love and my heart from breaking.  It was not easy when someone shows you attention and you really want to find love, to make yourself wait. But God gives strength to do His will. And I knew it was His will for me to wait for Him to show me the right man. After I graduated highschool and started college I met some amazing people! I met so many people that had the same goals and visions as me. I met a lot of wonderful guys and my heart longed for a relationship. There was one guy that I thought was my perfect match! So as I had done before, I started praying about this man and if it was God’s will for me to love him. But this time it was very different. Instead of waiting a few weeks for God to make it clear to me, I waited two years not knowing what God wanted. This time of being dependent on God brought me closer to God than ever. And finally He showed me that this guy was not for me at all. And the amazing thing was I was okay with that. By talking to God constantly about all of my feeling and keeping everything in check with Him, kept my heart whole. God kept my heart and I was happy at the end of that two years knowing I was not injured but God had brought me closer to him in that time. I was happy but I was also feeling very old. For a girl that wanted to be married by 18, 20 was on old maid ;) But I did not have to wait much longer....