Dating, Rhymes with Waiting.

Home buying is also synonymous with waiting--I am learning, but that does not make a great title. :) After waiting for almost a year for my townhouse, it will be mine this coming week. My apologies for not writing earlier, as my hand has had a cramp in it from all the document signing.

I have taken a break from dating. It has been somewhat forced because my focus has been solely work and house. Period. I went on a few small dates here and there, one coffee and some small dinner outings. Nothing to write blog about. I made a vow to be more open about the type of guy I would go out with, but I am finding out that there is a serious chemistry deficiency when going down this route. Still, I get to meet new people and expand my world, without dissecting them with the marriage scalpel.

Even though I am meeting new people and having a great time, it can also be VERY discouraging. Sometimes I wonder if this is an area that God hears me in. I am conflicted inside when my doubts and feelings conflict with His word. I am reminded over and over again how much He cares and how He hears my prayers. Sometimes the worldly view gets in the way--through friends. I have some friends that LOVE to point to scarcity, causing knots in my stomach. "You know Michele, everyone is going to have baggage. You should just be happy to meet a guy with a job and who is Christian..." or "the older you get, the less available men there are," or better yet "you need to get back dating because the good ones get snatched up really fast!" Really? Seriously? God knows how old I am, and knows every hair on my head. I have faith that He really cares about EVERY aspect of my life, including who I date and marry. Is it really possible that the CREATOR of the Universe can be "run out" of good, single Christian men? Is He limited in no areas except for that? Am I going to die an old spinster, and when I get to heaven God will say, "Michele, I had the perfect guy for you, but you should have stayed on eHarmony for another month--he was right around the corner!"

So I have this cat. He knows I adore him. And he knows he gets fed twice a day. I don't dangle kitty food in front of his face and not give it to him. But even still, there are times that he gets so impatient, he jumps onto the table and then to the counter as I am dishing out the food. And he gets disciplined. He is not allowed to be on the counter! I have to remember that God knows what I am hungry for, and He is happily preparing it because He adores us. I just have to be patient and wait for the good stuff.