For the past few weeks, much to my chagrin, I’ve found myself in a couple of conversations that run along the lines of:
Person: Hi!
Me: Hey what’s up long time don’t seen!
Person: Girl, you nuh married yet? When you planning to tie the knot?
Me: *speechlessness*
OR
Random Person: Girl you so busy chasing you career, yuh no want a man?
Me: Obviously I am sporting a “I NEED A MAN” sign that I’m not aware of.
It seems persons are under the impression that this is the 1800s and so, if at 23, I don’t have a man in the wings or I am not preparing to get married and heralding the bells, I am weird and abnormal.
Well, if I am required to choose someone in this day and age because I am expected to, I will pass. I have no wish and little desire to waste my time, energy, spirit, mind and heart on a boy who has no idea what he wants or where he is going. I have been there and done that! Most importantly, I have no wish for a Mr. Luke Cold/Warm, a young man who is chasing everything but God. If this is the male I must choose to fulfill the status quo, I am proud to say, I WILL PASS.
Who I will wait for is a young man who is chasing Christ. He, I can be confident, will lead. Who I will wait for is a young man who speaks to my heart in a language that my soul understands. Who I will wait for is a young man who knows what he is about. He, I can be confident, will know where he wants to go and with whom and I will have no problem or worry in investing the time and energy to ensure he gets there.
Until he finds me, I will ensure my life is filled. I will pursue the things, causes and dreams worth chasing. I will laugh with the friends worth keeping. I will remain fulfilled. So when I do meet him, in me he will find his woman of Proverbs 31 and as we grow together, I, too, will be worthy to be called his missing rib.
In this, I don’t mind the wait because both he and I will be worth it.
