I went on a date last week, and let’s just say that I have learned my lesson and then some!
I met this guy randomly as my friend Olivia and I were hanging out at Taco Bell. He worked there so he started talking to us and as we left he had his friend ask me for my number. Me, not thinking anything rationally, gave him my number. Skip over a few days, he had set up a day and we were going to go on this “date.” The first hint I got that this date would not go well was I had to pick him up from his house. AND he lived a good 45 minutes away from me. Second, I drove us to Main Event and throughout the date I kept trying to find a way to get back home. The guy was nice, funny, and he paid for the date. I guess the date wasn’t a complete disaster but I knew I didn’t want to go on a second date.
In a way, I’ve been secretly hoping to go on this date, any date for that matter. I mean, I just wanted a guy to look my way and take notice. I wanted to prove to people and myself that I’m not going to be single for life. I know people mean well, but when I get questions about recent boyfriends, dates, and crushes I start to panic a little. I’m only nineteen, but people are looking at me like I’m about to be a spinster!
However, after going on this date I realized some things. One, I am only nineteen! I have time to enjoy this time of just being young and free. I’m not going to lie and say I wouldn’t like someone to share it with, but somehow I know my time will come sooner or later. In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy making new friends and experiencing new things. Second, I’m done giving my number out to just anybody and his mama. I should have just gone on my merry way that day. I need to learn to think things through and maybe venture out of the land of “well, why not?” Third, who exactly am I trying to impress with my relationship status? Honestly, I feel like I’ve caught myself wanting to be in a relationship just so people would stop asking questions and to avoid their advice on how to hook a man. It’s funny and I’m sure it works, but it gets old. Fast.
I just want Jesus. Regardless of being single or being in a relationship; Jesus is the only one that I want. Now, I’m not saying that I’m never dating and I’m done with men. A man would be nice, but when it all comes down to it Jesus is the one I’m after. He is what I need. He holds my heart for all eternity. He saw that awkward date, and knew that I would be running to him surrendering it all a few hours later. It’s funny what He uses to call us back to Him, but I am grateful. Date or no date. Man or no man. I am content in knowing that I am held in the arms of my Savior. He’s written and memorized my story; awkward dates and all.
Since this picture from yesterday captures awkward almost perfectly.