Monthly Archives: August 2011

It’s Raining Men!

Well, at least one man fell from the sky, into my life.  It all started last week….

I hadn’t even brushed my teeth yet when I took my pup for a pee-break. It was early Wednesday morning, my day off, and I was getting ready to start plugging away, applying for jobs.  But Fenway had to go, so it was time for our morning walk.  Every morning I get up, read my Bible and then walk down to a nearby lake to pray.  It’s so pretty and I’m lucky that there’s access to it behind the restaurant next door.  I stand there by the water, and pray, out loud.  I love it.  It’s my favorite time of day. 

So there I was praying out loud, maybe even praying for you, and I turn around and a man is walking toward me.  A good-looking man.  I’ve seen him before.  At Cumby’s the day before.  I noticed him, he was cute!  So I’m standing at the edge of the lake, talking to myself and he walks right up to me and says, “I saw you walking down the street and I just had to come over and tell you that you are beautiful.”  Ok, ladies…melt, now.  It was so sweet.  And, did I mention, he was cute!  I was speechless (doesn’t happen often).  I didn’t know what to say, so in my good church girl fashion, I invited him to service on Sunday.  I didn’t give him my number, didn’t say much else.  All I knew is where I go to church and what time it starts.  So that’s what I told him. 

We chatted for a bit and then we both went about our days.  I didn’t really think about Mark much for the rest of the day, I eagerly applied for jobs and he slipped my mind.  Over the next few days I told the story to some of my single girl-friends offering them hope, that yes, God can drop a man into our lives at any time.  But is that what God is doing with Mark?  I pondered a bit, we talked about faith a little bit and he was up for coming to church, so I thought, we’ll see.  I prayed that God wouldn’t let me just sit in it and go back and forth wondering if this guy could be “the one,” or not. 

That Sunday things got rolling at church and I didn’t see him.  Then toward the end of service he showed up.  Wow, he came I thought.  While dealing with all sorts of odds and ends at church I had a few minutes to chat with him.  He left a meeting at work to drive and hour to stop by so I wouldn’t be disappointed.  Nice.  He asked me again if I would be walking my dog at the same time and I said yes.  He said, ok, he’ll see me then.  

Life went on and I updated my single-ladies with the story, the fairytale.  Then Monday morning came and I walked Fenway down to the lake.  He was already there, waiting with a red rose and breakfast.  How romantic.  We sat by the lake, ate and chatted.  The conversation was good and he was very respectful.  He asked when I would again walk Fenway at the same time and two days later he showed up with breakfast again.  It was nice. 

One of my biggest dreams in life is to find a partner to share it with. I want to get married.  But I’m not actively looking for someone.  I’m believing and trusting that God will bring the right guy at the right time.  Just like that, poof, he’ll show up.  So Mark showing up out of nowhere seemed like an answer to prayer.

But I had to end it.  God answered my original prayer and I just knew I couldn’t go forward with this.  He kept asking when he could take me on a proper date and I couldn’t agree to it.  I told him I wasn’t interested in dating and if he wanted to be friends, that would be nice, but I just don’t want to date now.  There were a few red flags, for me, that in the past I would have over-looked.  But not this time, this time, I had to chose God and know that even if I let this cute-cat go, God would deliver again.  He will.

With so much unraveled in my life right now, it sure would have been nice to be wooed by a sweet, cute guy for a while.  But I just knew he wasn’t on the same path when it came to faith.  And all I could think about was the healing road ahead if I did date him, even for just a few months.  I’m not interested in dating, like I told him.  For a moment I thought, oh, that’s kind of a lie, I want to date, but, it’s not, I don’t want to date, I want to meet my husband, share our faith, get to know each other in community and then see where God takes it.  It may end up being dating, but in a different sort of way. 

So was he from God?  Maybe.  He did feed me, twice.  And I’m broke right now so free food is huge!  Was he the man for me?  Well to use my least favorite cliché, only time will tell.  If he is, God will bring him back.  I trust Him.



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