I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about longings which feel exactly like losses – even though I’ve never experienced the longed-for thing.
Can you really lose something you’ve never had?
Apparently a lot of song writers think you can because when I googled™ that question, a whole flurry of song lyrics came up.
I remember the exact moment when I realized that not one drop of my DNA would go beyond me. I was at a family reunion and watched as my married brothers gathered their children and grandchildren together for pictures. While my personal desire to have children has always been tied to husband first, children second, the realization was still quite like a sledge hammer blast to the heart. I melted into a puddle of tears and fled to a quiet corner to be alone.
That awareness has served to give me great compassion for those married folks who ache to have children, but for varying reasons, cannot. Some go through the heartache of hoping with expectations which are dashed to pieces over and over. It brings some couples together in heart-to-heart ways they would never had anticipated. It tears other couples apart as each person deals with grief in different ways which shreds their relationship to pieces. Other couples struggle as one spouse wants children, the other does not. Each of these bruising experiences has its roots in that fateful day in Eden when Adam and Eve disobeyed God. Not only did they live their whole lives suffering the consequences, but they passed that legacy on to every one of us.
Paul understands those effects when he wrote Romans 8:35-39. He asserts confidently that the love of Jesus Christ cannot be shaken by trouble, hardship, persecution, famine, nakedness, danger, violence [sword], death, life, angels, demons, present, future, powers, height, depth, or anything else in creation. Well – that about covers it all, doesn’t it?
There are times when I allow some of these admittedly huge things to hide God’s love from my sight. There is a line in verse 4 of Charles Wesley’s great hymn, “O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing” which says, “He breaks the power of canceled sin, He sets the prisoner free!” Think of it! Even when we have Jesus as Savior and Lord in our lives today, we are living through the consequences of sins He died for 2,000+ years ago.
He wants us to live in the reality of canceled sin which has no power over us!
Read some more of Paul’s words in Colossians 2:14-15 from The Message: God brought you alive–right along with Christ! Think of it! All sins forgiven, the slate wiped clean, that old arrest warrant canceled and nailed to Christ’s cross. He stripped all the spiritual tyrants in the universe of their sham authority at the cross and marched them naked through the streets.
“Longings reveal something is missing in our lives yet our attempts to fill up the hole often leave us terribly unsatisfied. I explore the question, “What if our longings are sacred, given by God for a purpose?” **
Longings come in all shapes and sizes. There is no “one size fits all.” More and more, I believe that my longings are truly designed to drive me deeper into knowing God with every ounce of my being. Jesus alone is my Savior, is always with me, will never fail me. No person on earth can fill those shoes.
So, what about you? What are your longings? I appreciate your comments, and invite you to read Janey’s thoughtful comment to the post, “really good resolutions for us all.” I also see that I’m off on an internet trail of great thoughts from others about singleness and Godly longings.
** From website, “Deeper Devotion” by Elizabeth, a spiritual director
Are you a list-maker? Do you get great satisfaction in crossing off things accomplished on your list? The real question is – do you make New Year’s Resolutions each year even though prior lists have gone the way of the dodo bird?
One piece of singles advice I used to get regularly was, “Have you made a list of what you want in a husband?” And then, “Have you prayed over your list?” Another piece of advice: “Write letters to your potential future unknown husband telling him what is on your heart.” It didn’t dawn on me then that these pieces of golden words were almost always given by folks who had already walked down the wedding aisle. I took every word to heart and when it seemed that nothing was coming of all the effort, I assumed it was because of some great deficit in my character. Or worse, I assumed that God was teasing me with some sort of golden carrot just out of reach. Why else would He not be “giving me the desires of my heart?” (Psalm 37:4)
I have to say that I did write a number of letters to that future ideal husband, baring my heart and soul. When I discovered it was bringing more pain than hope, I stopped. They sort of fell into the genre of romance novels. There was always a “happily ever after” in both, and reality was that more often than not “happily ever after” didn’t happen – at least not the way I wanted. Both letters and books left my heart in a great empty closet which was full of sorrow and broken dreams.
So, where is my heart today? Well, some days I live with great contentment and joy. Other days, loneliness weighs heavily making it hard to breathe. As I read journals from years past, I can climb right into those empty spots and cry. What is different today is the realization that no matter how permanent something feels, it isn’t! Now, I can tell myself, “Have a good cry and then go wash dishes.” Having spontaneous lunches with good friends also helps, by the way. They put me back into the real world.
Now, on to the title of this post. What is a really good list of resolutions for us all? It can be found in Philippians 4:4-9. The apostle Paul is writing to his beloved church in Philippi, telling them (my summary):
Rejoice! Pray! Reflect God’s character in your daily life! Do not wallow in worry! Give thanks! Rest in God’s indescribable peace! Fix your mind on things which are true, honorable, good, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, and ponder-worthy!
This is challenging, isn’t it? I know the more I determine to think about things of good report, the more I see the muddy elephant which sloshes through the room of my mind with reckless abandon. That is where I realize I am in the midst of a great war. Elephantine thoughts versus the much broader concepts of joyful living which can transform elephants into gentle giants.
Let’s hear it for the Gentle Giants!
Blessings to you, my friends!
It was a very warm day in Venice, and I was enjoying a delicious cup of gelato with friends on a stone bench outside St. Mark’s Cathedral. Our community chorale was waiting to sing a vesper service in this historic place. I think I just had one spoonful, and suddenly – SPLAT! One of St. Mark Square’s numerous pigeons doo dood right in my gelato! Laughter erupted, of course, as I looked sadly at a treat never to be enjoyed. I’ve never quite thought the same about gelato since. 🙂
Pigeons had been a matter of concern at my little abode, also. The noisy, filthy little critters built little condos on top of my porch. They sat under the eves of my roof and splattered all over the outer walls. Money spent to pigeon-proof my house was money well-spent. Three-inch spikes kept them from roosting under the eaves and netting on the porch roof served to foreclose on their several-storied nests. For several days they lined up on the edges of the front of the house when I came home from work, voicing their displeasure as they swooped en masse at me when I went out for the mail. Finally, they accepted their fate and moved on. I have to say, though, that I did not find the Italian cooing versions any more attractive than the Colorado ones – especially when one ruined my gelato!
Isn’t that the way with life at times? We’re in our comfort zones, enjoying a pleasant day, and along comes something which changes the course of the whole day – perhaps the whole life. We have a neat little plan all in place and – SPLAT! Well, I know you have your own stories to tell, right?
I have to admit that as this Christmas approaches, I again struggle with the realization that my life has turned out differently from my plan. My plan included husband and family and personal traditions as a result. Well, there was just one thing which which complicated my plan. It needed someone other than me to complete it. Well, Mr. Other-than-me has not shown up yet. So much for that plan. 🙁
Several years back, there was a strong trend of choosing a life-verse from the Bible. I sort of flitted from verse to verse depending on what mood I was in, or what I thought would answer my heart’s cry. Somehow, I never seemed to be as blessed by “my verse” as those around me. And then, I read the story of Daniel and was riveted by the absolute commitment of him and his friends to God. Daniel 3:17-18 tells about three men who were just about to be thrown into a blazing furnace because they refused to bow down to worship a golden idol. Here’s what they said: “If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to deliver us from it, and He will deliver us from Your Majesty’s hand. But even if He does not, we want you to know, Your Majesty, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up.” (NIV)
And then, it happened! Don’t get me wrong. I have absolutely no desire to be thrown into a blazing furnace. It’s just that the words, “even if He does not,” stood out to me. “Even if He does not deliver us from this blazing furnace, we will still trust in Him!” It was as if God said to me:
What if you are to spend the rest of your life unmarried? Will you still trust Me?
I’d like to be able to tell you I was like the much younger Mary in Luke 1 when the angel told her she was to be the mother of the Savior of the world. She placed herself totally in God’s hands even though she did not totally understand the impact of the words the angel spoke to her. (Luke 1:38) Scripture does not record much of the day-to-day realization which grew in her heart. My guess is that there were many tears as she daily committed herself to this incredible plan.
I certainly know it has taken an ocean of tears for me to finally accept that God has an incredible plan for me as a single woman. Along the way, I have asked God to show me how to be a contented and joyful onesome for however long that will last. Finally, I accept that the whys and why nots are not mine to understand – at least yet.
So, dear single friend – and any others reading this post – my prayer for you is what God said in Jeremiah 31:3 to His chosen people:
“I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.”
May you have a joy-filled day in celebrating the birth of Emmanuel – God with us – Jesus!
This quote from renowned family therapist, Virginia Satir, sounds nice, doesn’t it? But, if the statement is true, my guess is that there are a large number of “living dead” folks running around – unmarried and married. I love Webster’s definition of a hug: “to press closely within the arms.” Who doesn’t want that?
Here are some titles gleaned from an online search:
- ♥ 10 reasons we need at least 8 hugs a day.
- ♥ 7 reasons we should be giving more hugs.
- ♥ 4 benefits of hugs for mind and body.
- ♥ 9 compelling reasons why you need hugs every day.
- ♥ “Lord, I need a hug.” (book title)
We know that touch is imperative for the tiniest among us. If babies are not held often, their emotional development is arrested. You hoo! I think it happens to the rest of us, too. I don’t think we ever outgrow that need! Can I hear a very loud, “YOU’RE RIGHT!” Truth be told, too many singles go for weeks, even months without even a good side hug. Now, I know that many married folks don’t spend a lot of daily time hugging – and I think that is a crying shame! The opportunity is there, though. Built-in hugging sounds good to me.
Personally, I am fortunate to have a very huggy church family, so I get caught up on that activity on Sunday mornings. However, I barely make the “survivor” mode. That’s 28 hugs to account for 7 days.
About 15 years ago, I began to invest in monthly massages – mainly to deal with the knots in my shoulders – but realize that it also benefits the health and welfare of body, soul, and spirit. Of course, the fact that it just feels wonderful doesn’t hurt. I certainly have never made it up to the 12 hugs a day Satir thought was necessary for growth. I doubt many have. We are a hug-deprived society, methinks.
While the word “hug” does not appear in scripture, we see the concept as a loving and protecting gesture, especially for the tiny ones among us. We get the touching image of the shepherd holding little lambs close. (Isaiah 40:11) Most notably, we see Jesus taking little children in His arms and blessing them. My guess is that Jesus laughed and played with children frequently. (Mark 9:36; Mark 10:16) Another notable example of hugging is in the story of the prodigal son, where the father throws his arms around his returning son and kisses him. (Luke 15:20) Of course, the Song of Solomon is full of intimate touching as the writer expresses an ageless love song. Now, the word, “touch” is used often, but not so much in context of warm affection – until we read of Jesus touching folks.
- ♥ He touched those who had contagious diseases, such as leprosy, fever, etc. – forbidden in the Old Testament. (Matthew 8:3; 8:15)
- ♥ He touched those who had died in order to renew physical life. (Luke 17:4)
- ♥ He touched the blind, deaf, and mute. (Matthew 9:29; 20:34)
- ♥ And many people touched Jesus and even His clothes knowing that His love and healing would result. (Matthew 14:36; Mark 3:10; 5:27-31)
So, fellow hug-deprived persons, let’s work our way up to growth – 12 hugs a day. That’s 84 hugs a week! Ha ha!
But you, dear friends, carefully build yourselves up in this most holy faith by praying in the Holy Spirit, staying right at the center of God’s love, keeping your arms open and outstretched, ready for the mercy of our Master, Jesus Christ. This is the unending life, the real life! (Jude 1:20-21 – MSG)
It’s the week after Thanksgiving, and if you are like the lion’s share of the country, you ended your Thursday with a full tummy and the thought that you wouldn’t need to eat for 3 days. By the way, “lion’s share” is a term meaning “the most of.” Watch any wild life documentary, and you’ve probably seen lions growling and biting and groveling for every bit of food they can get without concern for their furry family members. Of course, most of us didn’t wait 3 days, but were happy to see breakfast the next day. Hopefully, most of us also stopped to ponder things to be thankful for in 2014.
Celibacy is often put into the same category as appetite and hunger. Our body signals when it’s time to eat. Our body also signals when it wants physical intimacy. Just as hunger pangs increase the longer we do not eat, physical desire also increases when it does not receive release. There’s just one gigantic difference. One hunger leads to physical death if we do not eat again. The other can lead to a variety of different places – frustration, anger, despair, or even contentment and self-control. No matter how strong the urge,no one dies if they never express their sexuality in physical intimacy.
Not expressing sexuality in physical intimacy, however, has become a laughable, irrational, unreasonable concept to the lion’s share of the country. And, too many of the lions are those who say they consider the Bible to be the faithful transcript of God’s mind in rules of conduct, yet they also agree that it is not reasonable – or even possible – to save physical sexual expression for marriage. I have to admit that I have never seen a really good answer to “how does a single deal with intense sexual feelings without giving in to them?” The church in general has opted to keep repeating, “Just don’t,” “Wait,” and “Take cold showers.” None of these responses even begins to touch the core of the depth of desire many onesomes experience.
I admit that at times I am baffled by the lack of specific instruction in Scripture for the single person, especially the onesome in unwanted protracted singleness. I have often read I Corinthians 7:9 with puzzlement.
- * KJV – If a man cannot contain, let them marry, for it is better to marry than to burn.
- * NIV – But if they cannot control themselves, they should marry, for it is better to marry than to burn with passion.
- * NLT – But if they can’t control themselves, they should go ahead and marry. It’s better to marry than to burn with lust.
- * AMP – But if they have not self-control (restraint of their passions), they should marry. For it is better to marry than to be aflame [with passion and tortured continually with ungratified desire].
- * MSG – But if they can’t manage their desires and emotions, they should by all means go ahead and get married. The difficulties of marriage are preferable by far to a sexually tortured life as a single.
A cursory reading of this verse makes it sound as if marriage was sort of like a peach on a tree available for the picking. It speaks to the “unmarried and the widows,” so men and women were addressed alike.
But, what happens to those who “burn” with nary a future spouse in sight?
I admit to a few flames at times. How ’bout you?
Well, this is where the whole area of self-control, restraint, and management of desires and emotions comes into the picture.
Thought and physical desire become partners.
- * Jesus speaks of lust and immorality beginning in the mind. (Matthew 15:19)
- * Taking part in things not glorifying to our Holy God leads to sin. (Acts 15:20)
- * Alcohol can lead us to drop our normal boundaries. (Romans 13:13)
- * The body is meant for sexual morality. (I Corinthians 6:13-18)
- * Sexual immorality is idolatry. (Colossians 3;5)
- * Flee immorality! (I Corinthians 6:18)
Are restraint and self-control feasible in terms of celibacy even in a sex-crazed society? Absolutely! We have to make difficult choices every day. Why not in this area?
NIV – Titus 2:11-12 For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people. It teaches us to say “no” to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age . . .
There are so many online articles about singleness and the holidays:
- “18 reasons being single during holidays is great.”
- “I hate to admit it, but being single during the holidays sucks.”
- “Scared of being single during the holidays?”
- “A single’s survival guide during the holidays.”
- “You’re single during the holidays. So what?”
Well, you get the message I got as I hopped around a search engine and chose titles from 166,000 possibilities.
In her book, Revelation of a Single Woman – loving the life i didn’t expect, Connally Gilliam relates a story to which a good many onesomes can relate. She attended a thoroughly enjoyable New Year’s Eve party, and was in the midst of warm loving friends. Then, the countdown came: five, four, three, two, one – kiss your spouse. Suddenly it crashed in on her that he was the odd one out in a party of an odd number. The host eventually stopped kissing his wife to come peck her on the cheek and wish her a Happy New Year.♥♥
One of the most challenging things for me personally during holidays is that each of them signals the fact that my life has not turned out as I anticipated. Marriage and family were always in my hopes and dreams. Planning traditions with a spouse was always included. The arrival of each holiday tends to chime loudly that another year has passed with no husband in sight.
Now, when I was younger, an uncle used to regularly ask me on holidays – “so when are you getting married?” Well, as if I knew the answer to that one! Thankfully, he stopped asking. In fact, the last time I was asked anything resembling that question was a few years back when I was on a chorale trip to Greece. The setting was a train on its way from Athens to Thessaloniki. A very attractive young man from the isle of Crete sat in a seat facing me, and after a long conversation he suddenly asked me if I was married. When I said, “no,” he looked at me intently for a few seconds and said, “There’s still time.” I do not even remember his name, but his face remains in my mind – and my photo album – and he will never know just how I have savored those words.
Let me hasten to say that, for me, Thanksgiving and Christmas are two of the most delightful holidays I have now. I spend 2-3 days with a brother’s family, and am totally engulfed in love and laughter with him and my sis-in-law, their two children and niece/nephew-in-laws, and a couple of great-nephews. Participating in Christmas Eve services in my church, driving to Denver on holiday mornings and being welcomed with hugs and a steaming cup of coffee are just the beginnings of the sort of love which drives away the “what-ifs” and “if-onlies.” We draw names, and I love being able to concentrate on what special thing to get for my name. Even during the rare times when bad weather messes up plans, I can fall back on any number of invites. A few times, a host of singles have gotten together to share dinner and a grab-a-gift time. I remember one Thanksgiving when a bunch of us gathered around a very eclectic meal which included tuna casserole and chips and dip because deep snow kept the people with the turkey and dressing snowbound just a few miles away.
New Year’s Eve is not so much of a struggle for me personally these days, either. Sometimes the evening is spent with friends, sometimes as a quiet evening at home doing cross-stitch, sipping something hot, movie watching, and hearing fireworks and hooting and hollering at midnight, and thanking God for another grace-filled year.
Now, Valentine’s Day generally brings more vulnerable and poignant memories and reminders that my life simply has not turned out as it was “supposed to.” I no longer romanticize what I’m sure marriage might have brought to my life because I have many close friends who keep my ideas realistic even in the best of relationships.
My guess is, however, that there are many areas of relationship which are taken for granted by my married friends. Conversations, meaningful glances, even slight touches, jokes. Things which they would miss if they didn’t have them, but which they don’t necessarily take special notice of at the time.
Having someone to do things with spontaneously, traveling short or long, spending time doing home repairs/decorating with someone with the same vested interest, having opportunity for deep conversations, sharing spiritual values, taking care of and being cared for. These are things which many singles long for which are just out of reach. At least, they are certainly on my list of longed-for things which has not changed over the years. What have changed are my responses to these things and an ever-deepening confidence that God knows and cares!
(NIV) Jeremiah 29:11-13: “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”
♥♥ Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., page 12
One of the funniest conversations I ever had was trying to explain the mimeograph to my younger work colleagues. One was complaining about how slow the copy machine was – even though it was a new state-of-the-art creation at the time. I told him to be happy he didn’t have to use a mimeograph. He turned to me with the same question marks in his eyes that I’m sure are in many of your eyes. What in the world is that?
The mimeograph was a precursor to the copy machine. It used a legal-size waxy sheet which went into a typewriter – another fine example of a “what-is-that.” The typewriter was set so that the ribbon didn’t come between the key letters and the sheet, making sharp indentations. The machine had a large drum filled with toner around which the waxy sheet was carefully stretched so as not to tear it. The drum was rotated using a handle. Thousands of inky pages were sent into classrooms and businesses for quite a few years using this device, and people had to endure black finger tips if the ink had not totally dried. Thank goodness for the inventor of the copy machine which made the mimeograph obsolete and thankfully left behind.
There are many who would say that celibacy is one of those obsolete, outdated, old-fashioned, and ultra-conservative concepts. Of course, trying to compare “concept” with “concrete” is like the proverbial apples to oranges – obviously two different entities.
So, is celibacy a gift or a discipline? My personal opinion is that the practice of celibacy is a honing of self-control, which is empowered by the fruit of the Spirit the Apostle Paul talks about in Galatians 5:22-23. The exercise of celibacy is the practice of growing discipline meant to reflect an inward decision to demonstrate sexuality in a righteous way as an unmarried individual.
Is celibacy punishment for an unnecessary rule? Exodus 20:14 – “You shall not commit adultery.” Non-celibacy falls under the understanding of this word which means, “don’t fool around with someone who is not your spouse” which includes the married and unmarried alike. Jesus repeated this commandment in Matthew 5;27-28, expanding it to mean that even thinking about adultery somehow becomes as strong a reality as the act.
When Moses descended the mountain with stone tablets upon which God had written commandments with His finger (Exodus 31:18) the Israelites did not have to ask for definitions of honoring God, idolatry, cursing, keeping the Sabbath, murder, adultery, stealing, giving false testimony, and coveting material things and relationships. They already knew what they meant, and they knew they had already broken them. For the most part, we do not need definitions to tell us that not following these things continue to be detrimental to maintaining an orderly life.
The argument is that while we can exercise self-control in areas like murder and stealing, it is not reasonable to expect that the same self-control can be exercised in areas like adultery and coveting relationships. Why are these things singled out as unreasonable while the others are not?
Let’s face it. Feelings can be so strong as to overwhelm us. It’s obvious that if we ignore the feeling of hunger indefinitely, we die. We’ve come to equate sexuality with physical appetite. While there is no evidence that abstaining from sexual acts is fatal, many would say it feels just like that. They might also say abstaining from sexual acts while unmarried simply is neither reasonable nor rational. Jesus’ mention, however, of the thought of adultery being in the same realm as the act, puts it solidly into the area of reason.
There are no celebrations that I’m aware of for faithful celibacy outside of marriage. It is unfortunate that the church at large simply ignores the issue most of the time, leaving many onesomes feeling like they are less valued than they would be if they were married. That’s why you see very few of the never-married in churches today. And, that’s one of the reasons why many churches do not consider it an issue compelling enough to address. The church does not think enough of us exist!
But, does that make celibacy unreasonable, irrational, outdated, and obsolete? Isaiah 40:8 says, “The grass withers and the flowers fail, but the word of our God endures forever.” (NIV) If He valued sexual faithfulness when these words were written thousands of years ago, He continues to value it – to value us!
Well, these are the thoughts I woke up with this morning. How about you? I’d love to read your views.
In my last post, I mused: “There have been times when I have said to God, ‘You’re sufficient, but it just doesn’t feel like You are enough.'” Please tell me I’m not the only long-term single who has thought that? 🙂
The words mean pretty much the same – yet for me they express a big difference. Back to my friend, Noah Webster:
- ♥ Sufficient: Equal to the end proposed; adequate to wants; enough, ample; competent.
- ♥ Enough: Satisfying desire; giving contentment; adequate to meet the want; sufficient.
When it comes to God’s being sufficient, the main Bible verse has to do with the Apostle Paul’s pleading with Him to remove some sort of ailment, perhaps a problem with his eyes. He asked God three times to heal him. God’s reply:
- ♥ “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” (II Corinthians 12:9 – NIV)
- ♥ The Message says: “My grace is enough; it’s all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
I am reminded, though, that when God created Adam, gave him the incredibly fascinating job of naming all the creatures, AND having God’s total attention as they walked the depths of Eden – that He saw there was a need in Adam’s heart which no animal could satisfy. And, instead of filling that heart-hole with Himself, He created Eve. As I’ve Googled© my way through a myriad of subjects, I discover that there is a common prayer for those of us who experience protracted singleness. “If marriage is not Your plan for me, please take this desire away from me.” For most, God in His grace and goodness does not say, “OK.” Instead, He comes to us as He came to Paul, showing that He wants to use our vulnerability as a work of art reflecting His sufficiency and power.
Our vulnerability is like the dark outlines of a cross stitch which suddenly bring depth and definition to the crafted piece.
I’m also reminded of a set of verses read during many wedding ceremonies:
Ecclesiastes 4:9-12: It’s better to have a partner than go it alone. Share the work, share the wealth. And if one falls down, the other helps, but if there’s no one to help, tough! Two in a bed warm each other. Alone, you shiver all night. By yourself you’re unprotected. With a friend you can face the worst. Can you round up a third? A three-stranded rope isn’t easily snapped. (MSG)
Most refer to God as the third strand in that marriage rope.
When I think of my life, I often see myself as one of those strands with God being the other one. Now, that’s a good thing! But, there’s a third strand just out of reach. I sort of twist and turn and stretch out to reach for. . . what? A companion; a best friend; a spouse to grow older with; a life partner; someone to care for and to care for me; someone to laugh with? Well, you get the picture. That third strand blowing in the wind. And God has not filled that desire with Himself – or a husband – at least for me.
Now, God has heard this soliloquy many times – which just means that I talk to myself a lot – and He listens. I have become very aware that He does know the tenderest desires of my heart, and rather than ignore them, He provides ways to live with them in the tension of lack of fulfillment. His grace is indeed sufficient – and enough – even when – or more specifically, especially when it does not feel like it.
So, I live on daily, sometimes telling God that I feel like I’m doing all the work when out in the yard pulling weeds, or cleaning house, or making repairs. . . I truly appreciate having Him to talk to any moment of any day. I’m sure my neighbors think I’m a bit dotty because I sometimes talk to myself and to Him while doing these tasks outside. I also continue to wish there was a flesh and blood person to greet the day with and to debrief every so often in the evening over a cup of coffee, and to travel with, and to . . . Well, again, you get the picture.
He is indeed equal to providing the needs and wants of my life. Now, I’m on my way to another refresher life experience course called “Satisfying of Desire and Giving of Contentment” inspired by Webster’s definition above.
So, where are you in all this?
Resignation? Acceptance? Contentment?
These three words have been on my mind this week as I have wondered if they generally mean the same thing – particularly as they apply to the single life. It’s obvious by now if you have followed this blog that I am a never-married single who chose early on to follow Scriptural principles in all areas of life, especially the single life. However, let me say up front that I have never felt “called” to be single, and have dealt over and over with a deep desire for marriage which is based on mutual spiritual beliefs and intimacy – body, soul, and spirit While facing the distinct possibility that marriage may never happen for me, I’ve traveled through the states of all three words with varying degrees of heartache.
Resignation: submission to a feeling that the way things are cannot be changed; a deliberate giving up; unresisting acceptance of something as inescapable.
For many years I struggled with the “what” and “why” questions:
- * What if I had made different decisions in my 20s?
- * What if I missed someone significant because I was distracted by any number of life issues?
- * Why is God ignoring my deepest heart cries?
- * What am I doing wrong?
- * And the biggest question of all: What is wrong with me? ? ?
Keeping hope alive was a painful proposition. Romans 5:1-5 gives a list of life experiences – mainly tough stuff – and includes the words, “hope does not disappoint.” God heard from me a lot about that phrase because it seemed that there were brick walls directly behind what I perceived as open doors with great regularity. I tried major online matchmaking sites. I traveled to singles groups within a 50 mile radius. I tried any number of suggestions from friends – including blind dates – to no avail. The results were disappointing. And so, somewhere over a period of years, I quietly slipped into the state of resignation. Frankly, it was far less painful than trying to keep hope alive.
In a post early on in this blog, I wrote of the realization that: “My quiet resignation was not confident acceptance of God’s good intent in my life. It was belief that, for some reason, God was withholding the one earthly desire I wanted the most. Being resigned did bring some emotional relief, and I was quite settled in it until the Holy Spirit gently peeled away layers of bitterness and distrust and showed me how dishonoring [my] resignation was to God.” (Covenant is for Singles, too)
Acceptance: receiving what is offered with satisfaction, acquiescence, approval
I believe that for me, resignation was a type of unwitting and unspoken vow over my life which made daily living feel less distressed, but which was keeping me from a significant relationship with the Heavenly Father Who made me – with desires intact for intimate relationship. Moving from resignation to acceptance was hard – sort of like walking from a dark room into the sunshine. Just as it takes the eyes time to adjust to seeing things clearly without pain, it took time to look at this acceptance as a covenant with God, partnering with Him in His faithfulness – with less heartache.
Psalm 73 was a camping out place for a long time. The Psalmist affirms God’s goodness and his intent to follow God faithfully. But, he contrasts his health and comfort with those who are not following after God. He is sick, cold, hungry, and poor; they are well, warm, well-fed, and wealthy. He laments in verse 13: “surely in vain I have kept my heart pure.” But then, he discovers that God is not so interested in his present comfort as He is in his present relationship with God. He concludes that those human relationships are fraught with disappointment, but the ultimate satisfaction comes only with persistence, perseverance, and intentional following after God’s counsel and guidance. He says in verse 26: “My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” (NIV)
Contentment: rest or quietness of the mind in one’s present condition; satisfaction
It has taken a long time to get to a consistent place of contentment, but I can honestly say I am truly contented – most of the time. I still talk to God about the desires of my heart – which still include a spouse to grow older with. At the same time, there is a growing realization that I can be satisfied even with permanent singleness. I learn more daily about enjoying the world around me, relishing time spent with folks who care about me, nurturing time in God’s word and prayer, taking time to grow in skill in a number of hobbies, keeping my fingers nimble at the piano – and indulging in Agatha Christie Miss Marple DVDs.
Well, those are the thoughts for this week. How about you? Where are you in all this?
“10 things to say to singles.” “10 things not to say to singles.” “14 principles for single living.” “5 things to do while single.” “25 things to do to prepare for marriage while you are single.” “35 things to be grateful for if you are single.” “53 things to say to your spouse.”
OK. We’ve all seen articles with titles like these, haven’t we. Quite frankly, I seldom read them anymore. They just don’t scratch the itch of onesomeness issues.
The Church tries to parcel out good advice to singles by saying, “Just don’t. . .” Folks may talk about some of the negative consequences of “doing,” but rarely do they stress positives of “not doing.” Of course, the title of this post is said tongue-in-cheek. I’m still working on my definitive answer.
I said in my last post: “. . . the Church has said “don’t” for centuries. But the question of ‘why’ has not been answered adequately in order to build a good enough reason into single hearts to comply, [especially in the area of sexual activity.]
Everyone loves a baby. Their innocence and sweetness when they smile and coo just touches deep places in our hearts. People acting inappropriately toward a baby or young child brings out the “mother bear” in most of us. In particular, we teach our little ones about good and bad touch and we work hard to keep them out of harm’s way. So, what happens when they begin to mature physically and hormones start to kick in with hyperactivity? Are they stilll not precious and do they still not house a treasure in their bodies and souls? Are there not still reasons to consider good and inappropriate touch, particularly to areas of the body we consider private? Is there an age where these considerations automatically stop? Why should something which obviously brings a great deal of pleasure be limited to marriage – especially when we feel like the bull in a rodeo which is penned into a small stall. Every fiber of his being wants out – to be free – to express his intensity.
So, what is a good enough reason for Christian singles to wholeheartedly comply with spoken cautions about our actions? For some, the possibility of surprise pregnancy is not enough to deter. A variety of health issues is not enough to deter. “Because Scripture says so” is not enough to deter. Shame is not enough to deter. Waiting for a more fulfilling physical and emotional life is not enough to deter.
I wholeheartedly agree with Paul’s words in I Corinthians 7:32-35 which speak of freedom from concerns, undivided devotion, and the opportunity for unhindered attention to the Lord’s affairs. This is exactly God’s desire for us in singleness. However, I also know from personal experience that these things are not automatically built-in when a single commits him/herself to moral faithfulness. Personally, I often find myself living in the midst of a great many concerns, divided attentions, and a feeling of loss and dissatisfaction at not having an intimate human life companion. I have even at times hollered at God, “I know You are sufficient – but I do not feel as if You are enough.”
So, what have I found which helps answer my “why?
- * God loves me with everlasting love and draws me with unfailing kindness. (Jeremiah 31:3)
- * Celibacy has never been the cause of anyone’s death – no matter how it may feel at the time.
- * God knows my desires and He also knows my frustrations when they are not fulfilled.
- * Jesus was tempted in all things as I am, and because He never gave in to temptation, He provides for me a way out of my temptations – every time. (Hebrews 4:14; Hebrews 2:18; I Corinthians 10:13)
- * Temptation’s strength is not determined by what I give in to – but by what I resist – and I can resist!
- * The Holy Spirit gives me power to live with self-control, patience, and persistence. (Galatians 5:22-23)
- * I can utilize self-control in many things which are harmful to relationships. Why would I not expect to use it in sexual areas in sight, hearing, thought, and action?
- * I can use unfulfilled desires as a sort of “fast,” as a reason to help me deepen my relationship with Christ.
Above all, I thank God for those friends who have listened to me throughout the years – sharing my desires and frustrations, encouraging me, not trying to “fix me.” Giving these things a voice is extremely helpful!
For more thoughts on these things, take a look at the first posts of this blog, “I Corinthians 7 – a fresh look.”