What ages are men emailing you from match currently? What age do you want to attract (let's start with that - could be pictures etc that appeal to younger set). I think truth attracts truth so I'd keep the age as is. I don't buy the age thing. Being in your early 30s is a perfect range b/c you can attract men from 28-40 and be happy with someone in that range. I ran this by my dad who thinks it's ridiculous to be embarrassed by being in the best age bracket of your life. Truthfully, the early 30s is the time when you're still in great health, look great and have your life ahead of you. Flaunt it, flirt with it and wear it comfortably. I guarantee you that once you're comfortable with your age, the men will be too. It's all about being comfortable and accepting of who you are. Everyone is attracted to a self accepting person.
In terms of massive emails, my rule: if I can't read the email within 5 minutes than I skip it. I simply don't have time to read over the hieroglyphics of some one's email or profile. Imagine that guy on a date? He'll be talking to you in one huge sentence for hours. Who has time for that? Those guys will be around when you're 90. Next guy please! A normal man should write something short, ask a question and sign his name. Anything more than that and he's either: bored, nuts, jobless (so he has time to write huge emails), drugged or worse- writing us from a mental institution.
Thursday, August 05, 2010
hey- lOL- all this dating stuff- I was wondering- I seem to be seeing more guys wanting to meet up for coffee or drinks instead of dinner- I find this a turn off, but my girlfriends tell me to suck it up because guys go out on so many dates nowadays, they're probably not going to be taking so many girls out to dinner. Thoughts?
I like you have had my reservations with coffee/drink dates. Here's my rules: (Again, this is just me from dating a ton of guys)
In Summary: A man who's met you in person and knows what you look like and your mannerisms ought always to ask for a real date (that requires at least 10 minutes of planning). But if online, I think it's ok to get a "feel" from the person. By date 2, he'd better be offering dinner for certain! Here's why:
1. A man who's met you in person & talked with you for more than a 1/2 hour ought to ask you to dinner (or some other date activity) b/c he should've already assessed his level of attraction & whether he's ok with your mannerisms. He should also be comfortable revealing his level of interest. (Trust me on this one - many bad relationships later...this point is huge.)
2. Internet ---
a. Men are DEFINITELY more serious about you when they ask for dinner or make plans for some alternative date option (coffee & walk at museum, local fair, a free outdoor concert etc). In my experience these men are very comfortable with themselves and their ability to get along with someone for more than an hour. This takes guts, spending power and the ability to commit some time (and it could be a total waste!). These men are absolutely looking for a relationship and have probably taken more emails and phone calls to get to know you. Learned this by dating tons and tons of men. Age has nothing to do with this one.
b. That being said, I no longer want to commit to dinner with Mr. Internet Random b/c so many online daters lie about their age, height, weight, jobs etc. Imagine my recent surprise when 5'7 ended up being 5'1!It's been such a waste of my time to meet with a guy who looks nothing like his picture or has some obvious social malfunction. Soo, your guy could fall into category b.
Feel the guy out. Within 10 minutes on the phone etc you'll figure out if he's a serial dater. Does he do the following: Ask details you already responded to in email? Say things like "I think I told you ____" "Where you the person I said ____ to?" If so, skip him.
My Relationship Rule: A man should be serious enough about you to remember what you've said (within reason). Men don't tune women out until in a long term relationship. He should be super attentive. No excuses.
In Summary: A man who's met you in person and knows what you look like and your mannerisms ought always to ask for a real date (that requires at least 10 minutes of planning). But if online, I think it's ok to get a "feel" from the person. By date 2, he'd better be offering dinner for certain! Here's why:
1. A man who's met you in person & talked with you for more than a 1/2 hour ought to ask you to dinner (or some other date activity) b/c he should've already assessed his level of attraction & whether he's ok with your mannerisms. He should also be comfortable revealing his level of interest. (Trust me on this one - many bad relationships later...this point is huge.)
2. Internet ---
a. Men are DEFINITELY more serious about you when they ask for dinner or make plans for some alternative date option (coffee & walk at museum, local fair, a free outdoor concert etc). In my experience these men are very comfortable with themselves and their ability to get along with someone for more than an hour. This takes guts, spending power and the ability to commit some time (and it could be a total waste!). These men are absolutely looking for a relationship and have probably taken more emails and phone calls to get to know you. Learned this by dating tons and tons of men. Age has nothing to do with this one.
b. That being said, I no longer want to commit to dinner with Mr. Internet Random b/c so many online daters lie about their age, height, weight, jobs etc. Imagine my recent surprise when 5'7 ended up being 5'1!It's been such a waste of my time to meet with a guy who looks nothing like his picture or has some obvious social malfunction. Soo, your guy could fall into category b.
Feel the guy out. Within 10 minutes on the phone etc you'll figure out if he's a serial dater. Does he do the following: Ask details you already responded to in email? Say things like "I think I told you ____" "Where you the person I said ____ to?" If so, skip him.
My Relationship Rule: A man should be serious enough about you to remember what you've said (within reason). Men don't tune women out until in a long term relationship. He should be super attentive. No excuses.
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
Remixed, Revised Rules to Live By -- Dating That Is!
Self Learned Rules I Now Live By:
- Smile frequently
- Laugh often
- Avoid screening your date (ex: what do you do for work?, are you divorced? etc.)
- Be your polished, best self
- Eliminate generalizations. You're at dinner w/a human being. Leave the male v. female comments at home
- Say what's on your mind when it's positive (ex: it's so cool that you appreciate fine dining too)
- Compliment your friends and family and just leave out the negatives (he'll learn those on his own)
- Give yourself time to listen
- Allow him to talk about himself
- You are a Christian - make sure your dates know and are comfortable with that
- Men who ask for lunch, coffee or drink dates (they can't commit, trust me. Been there, done that)
- Men who take a long time to ask you out (Too many issues to name but let's start with this one...probably has confidence issues which will leach into your relationship)
- Mixed signals (he either has a girl friend, isn't over a girl friend or doesn't know what he wants yet) -- all excellent reasons to stay away
REMEMBER, you only have one heart and it can only be broken a certain amount of times. Put all encounters with all people before Christ in prayer. Do not proceed if He doesn't clear it. Trust me on this one!
Gagging Through The Pitfalls of Dating
A lovely fellow red head began emailing me last week. He started off seemingly as just a friend. We're now wading in billows of emails but he hasn't asked to call me. As I spend countless minutes drafting, proofing and adding finishing touches to emails, I can't help wonder when he'll fade into oblivion like the others before him. Thus far I don't see any red flags other than the somewhat passive way in which he writes to me. He doesn't lack passion but he seems to lack full interest. Perhaps he's writing to someone he's more interested in? That's my only question. I'll give him a few more emails before I bid him adieu. Seems to me a man who can't commit to a phone call will be problematic down the line. This is, after all, an online affair.
As I close tonight’s vent, there's one thing I must remember. I mustn't spend too much time or focus too much on someone other than Christ Himself. A relationship, at any level, must not be overly consuming or distracting as to prevent my worship of Him. So I shall wait and put my love life in His ever knowing hands.
Friday, July 02, 2010
From Ashes to Joy
It seemed the roulette wheel of life had landed on an unlucky number for me. My dream internship at L'Oreal never materialized into my dream career; after college I was forced to humble myself, shoot down my dreams and work as a Legal secretary for 4 years. While everyone was moving out and into their careers and then marrying, I was picking out caskets, visiting a grief counselor and struggling to pull just one stem from satisfaction's bouquet. A dark introvert appeared through a personal ad I responded to and I desperately hoped he was the happiness I longed for. After four years of adventure, I closed the front door of his house one afternoon in mid April 2010 knowing I'd never return; although, I've been tempted to return because he has my favorite skirt either hanging in his closet or crushed into a bag of discarded garments meant for goodwill. Guess I'll never see that skirt again. It really was a favorite too.
Get to the point right? What is the point? Last year a friend asked how I had lived through grief. I chirped matter of fatly, "By learning to accept life isn't a fairy tale". She nodded in full understanding and wanted to know when she'd feel normal after her painful break-up. I remember posing the same question to my grief counselor a few years prior. To which she responded, "You'll never feel like the old 'you' but you will feel better, I promise." How depressing to know the rest of your life isn't a fairy tale but rather a gloomy tale with drops off happiness wetting gloom. I struggled with a scripture that danced through my mind when my mother died. It starts with "You gave me beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness." I wondered where the joy would come from and most importantly, I desperately wanted to know when it would come. I pictured it coming in the form of a family I desperately longed for.
Come it would! By late March 2010, 4 years after my mother's death, I selected her headstone. It was painful and blissful all in the same moment. I began to study the Bible faithfully 3 times a day and pray for the courage to cut the ties with the dark introvert. I didn't know how that would be possible. He was the person who had held me when I awakened night after night with night sweats and night terrors of my mother. It was with he flew to Europe with me, my first European trip, and it was with him that I pictured a future. He seemed to be the promise of a bright future. But he didn't want to get married and he didn't love Jesus. By mid-April 2010 I made my decision to leave once and for all. It's a decision I haven't regretted.
I promptly bought a calendar to cross out each day I didn't speak with him and began reading the Bible even more intently. I sought out Bible studies, drastically cut my alcohol intake and began slashing friends off my list that weren't supportive of my faith. It was more painful than surgery. Spring has turned to Summer and there isn't a boyfriend or a date to any weddings. I started to pray that I would want Jesus and nothing else, then the transformation happened. One day in June, I received my bouquet of satisfaction. It wasn't in the form of a boyfriend, a family etc. It was Jesus Himself. There He stood, solitary, lonely and ready to help. All those pains from childhood, scars from prior relationships and wishful thinking of what could've been started healing. I began to see that my old impression of God wanting to make an example out of my loneliness was out of God's character. The Bible became a grand romance, a perfect Being and a plethora of promises. Peace is to ruling where anxiety reigned, joy shines where tears stained and my heart beats steadfastly.
The words to this hymn are true "whatever my lot thou hast taught me to say it is well, it is well with my soul" Lord help me to learn to be content in whatever state I am in.
Get to the point right? What is the point? Last year a friend asked how I had lived through grief. I chirped matter of fatly, "By learning to accept life isn't a fairy tale". She nodded in full understanding and wanted to know when she'd feel normal after her painful break-up. I remember posing the same question to my grief counselor a few years prior. To which she responded, "You'll never feel like the old 'you' but you will feel better, I promise." How depressing to know the rest of your life isn't a fairy tale but rather a gloomy tale with drops off happiness wetting gloom. I struggled with a scripture that danced through my mind when my mother died. It starts with "You gave me beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness." I wondered where the joy would come from and most importantly, I desperately wanted to know when it would come. I pictured it coming in the form of a family I desperately longed for.
Come it would! By late March 2010, 4 years after my mother's death, I selected her headstone. It was painful and blissful all in the same moment. I began to study the Bible faithfully 3 times a day and pray for the courage to cut the ties with the dark introvert. I didn't know how that would be possible. He was the person who had held me when I awakened night after night with night sweats and night terrors of my mother. It was with he flew to Europe with me, my first European trip, and it was with him that I pictured a future. He seemed to be the promise of a bright future. But he didn't want to get married and he didn't love Jesus. By mid-April 2010 I made my decision to leave once and for all. It's a decision I haven't regretted.
I promptly bought a calendar to cross out each day I didn't speak with him and began reading the Bible even more intently. I sought out Bible studies, drastically cut my alcohol intake and began slashing friends off my list that weren't supportive of my faith. It was more painful than surgery. Spring has turned to Summer and there isn't a boyfriend or a date to any weddings. I started to pray that I would want Jesus and nothing else, then the transformation happened. One day in June, I received my bouquet of satisfaction. It wasn't in the form of a boyfriend, a family etc. It was Jesus Himself. There He stood, solitary, lonely and ready to help. All those pains from childhood, scars from prior relationships and wishful thinking of what could've been started healing. I began to see that my old impression of God wanting to make an example out of my loneliness was out of God's character. The Bible became a grand romance, a perfect Being and a plethora of promises. Peace is to ruling where anxiety reigned, joy shines where tears stained and my heart beats steadfastly.
The words to this hymn are true "whatever my lot thou hast taught me to say it is well, it is well with my soul" Lord help me to learn to be content in whatever state I am in.
The Weekend's Almost Here
It's a windy July 2nd Friday. I pulled into the near empty parking lot at work and slowly made me way inside, past the hurling wind and into the serene chilly interior of the firm. I'm filled with hope on this now lagging Friday morning. My mind skips past work and into the chores I need to finish tonight: pinch the petunias, jog, change my winter clothes to summer...
The Lord has turned my mourning into dancing, given me beauty for ashes and a romance unlike anyone -- He's given me Himself. With Him has come that sense of assurance, a block of piece that covers my endless anxieties and a friend that's deeper than even those I've lost. As my 20s gently slip behind me; I'm finally steadfast. I wanted stability and have found it in Christ. I wanted a home and family and have learned we're pilgrims and strangers in this world. My stability no longer comes from popularity, although I admit it's nice! Stability is now coming from the ever present Help of Christ. Perfect love casts out fear. Perfect love has knit itself around my heart, has penetrated my soul and anchored my mind. Life no longer seems heavy but light.
Hello wishes and empty desires. Thank you, Lord, for putting them in their place. Thank you for remembering my heart's desires when I had long since resigned myself to never getting them. Thank you for reminding me of who I am and who You have ordained me to be. You are so GOOD, SO LOVELY and so PASSIONATE about your people. I am your creation. All that I am is yours and all that I'll be is yours. Thanks for the past and the lovely present and a future filled with hope.
The Lord has turned my mourning into dancing, given me beauty for ashes and a romance unlike anyone -- He's given me Himself. With Him has come that sense of assurance, a block of piece that covers my endless anxieties and a friend that's deeper than even those I've lost. As my 20s gently slip behind me; I'm finally steadfast. I wanted stability and have found it in Christ. I wanted a home and family and have learned we're pilgrims and strangers in this world. My stability no longer comes from popularity, although I admit it's nice! Stability is now coming from the ever present Help of Christ. Perfect love casts out fear. Perfect love has knit itself around my heart, has penetrated my soul and anchored my mind. Life no longer seems heavy but light.
Hello wishes and empty desires. Thank you, Lord, for putting them in their place. Thank you for remembering my heart's desires when I had long since resigned myself to never getting them. Thank you for reminding me of who I am and who You have ordained me to be. You are so GOOD, SO LOVELY and so PASSIONATE about your people. I am your creation. All that I am is yours and all that I'll be is yours. Thanks for the past and the lovely present and a future filled with hope.
Wednesday, June 02, 2010
When the phone stops, the texts cease and life is lonely
The title to this post sounds like the starts to some great lyrics. In early April I vowed not to speak to my IT x-boyfriend or my then current lawyer boyfriend. I made a decision on April 17th to devote myself once again to Jesus. I knew full well that decision would cost me dearly in companionship.
Since then most Friday nights have been spent cooking for Dad and watching TV movies. I spend Saturdays running errands and somehow manage to see some strangers through a meetup group or other event. I munch on brunch at a local diner, always alone. There have been a few tears but nothing noteworthy. No emotional breakdowns, no phoning ex's and only minimal facebook stalking. Yet, with almost all my friends married, it's a bit tough to be facing 30 next year without a life partner. I pray this year that God send me my husband and the co-builder of my future. I've decided not to "search" for him but rather to "search" for Jesus instead.
I have loneliness but it's not despair. Jesus has clothed me in hope, surrounded me with dignity and graced me with joy. Even in the loneliest of moments (last Friday I had no contact with anyone and didn't speak to a soul until 5:30 p.m. on Saturday), I've found that with prayer the mood is lifted and joy returns. We can walk through the valley of baca and make it well. We can come to the garden of the Lord and rest in His sanctuary. His presence is the garden and the flowers His fruit. We can walk through the valley of the shadow of death and fear no evil because somehow, you are always there. You're in our conscience, You've penetrated our hearts and pierced through the sole.
I know that in Your time, you're going to find me my other half. I've read all the books Lord, listened to the wisdom that says to network for men, talk to everyone and everything and "work" at finding someone because they don't just come to you. Here's the thing...I know he'll just come to me. You'll make our paths straight, you'll cause us to meet during everyday life & in the time it takes to sigh, life will have changed towards the marriage, the children and the country life I desire. It's a season. It's training ground. Thank you that You never leave. Help me to have patience in tribulation, trust in adversity and faith when making decisions that will clearly effect my life. Guide me with Your wisdom, lead me in the right path and reassure me I've made the right decision.
Since then most Friday nights have been spent cooking for Dad and watching TV movies. I spend Saturdays running errands and somehow manage to see some strangers through a meetup group or other event. I munch on brunch at a local diner, always alone. There have been a few tears but nothing noteworthy. No emotional breakdowns, no phoning ex's and only minimal facebook stalking. Yet, with almost all my friends married, it's a bit tough to be facing 30 next year without a life partner. I pray this year that God send me my husband and the co-builder of my future. I've decided not to "search" for him but rather to "search" for Jesus instead.
I have loneliness but it's not despair. Jesus has clothed me in hope, surrounded me with dignity and graced me with joy. Even in the loneliest of moments (last Friday I had no contact with anyone and didn't speak to a soul until 5:30 p.m. on Saturday), I've found that with prayer the mood is lifted and joy returns. We can walk through the valley of baca and make it well. We can come to the garden of the Lord and rest in His sanctuary. His presence is the garden and the flowers His fruit. We can walk through the valley of the shadow of death and fear no evil because somehow, you are always there. You're in our conscience, You've penetrated our hearts and pierced through the sole.
I know that in Your time, you're going to find me my other half. I've read all the books Lord, listened to the wisdom that says to network for men, talk to everyone and everything and "work" at finding someone because they don't just come to you. Here's the thing...I know he'll just come to me. You'll make our paths straight, you'll cause us to meet during everyday life & in the time it takes to sigh, life will have changed towards the marriage, the children and the country life I desire. It's a season. It's training ground. Thank you that You never leave. Help me to have patience in tribulation, trust in adversity and faith when making decisions that will clearly effect my life. Guide me with Your wisdom, lead me in the right path and reassure me I've made the right decision.
The Coffee Date?
Last weekend, over Memorial Day, I threw a BBQ at my house. A few people came and someone new but not so new to me. A guy came who invited me to a Halloween party in 2008, only to show up with his female friend! Halloween boy showed up with another friend to my Memorial day picnic! Go figure. He later asked me for coffee. I turned him down tonight. Am I nuts? Thing is, at this stage in my life I want a man who's established in Christ, his career and himself. I want someone that Jesus has made whole. After Halloween boy ate all my food, didn't help clean up (not that anyone else did either) and dissed me 2 years ago, is this who I want? He asked me for coffee. If someone has seen me for dinner, come to my picnic and seen me at Halloween...isn't it time for the man to show some interest? I think a man of God should be willing to be generous with a woman from the start. I no longer have any interest in being on trial for date zero when essentially the man has had enough interaction to decide whether a date is of interest.
Coffee is date zero from the internet. If you'd spoken to the girl...ask her for a real date so you can prove you have your act together. Prove you're a man of honor.
Coffee is date zero from the internet. If you'd spoken to the girl...ask her for a real date so you can prove you have your act together. Prove you're a man of honor.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
The Ultimate Relationship
I wish I could express to you the joy that comes from knowing Christ (Eph 3:17-19). As the anxieties and cares of life mount our hearts, we reach the summit feeling discouraged and exhausted. In those moments I've learned to turn to Him and seek His Fatherly counsel. As the Fatherly relationship has grown, my heart has been healing (Is. 61:3). He's bound my wounds, poured healing ointment into them and when need be, redresses them. Sometimes old wounds resurface. When they resurface we bring them back to Him. We ask Him to heal them once again. The beauty is we can continue to bring them to Him and He'll patiently heal. It's from the healing, the love and tender care of our beautiful Gardner that we learn it's possible to love others. Yes, we can marry and stay married. Yes, we can raise godly children. Yes, I can love that earthly father who seems so silly at times. What we can do with Christ is endless.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
God Puts the Solitary in Families
As the train jostled me through northern New Jersey and paused at Penn station, my heart was humming; I was heading North to the land that I love. I know I've arrived in New England because the landscape begins to turn different shades of grey and blue. While living there, the lack of color on houses depressed me but upon my return, it was exhilarating. New England juts into a sapphire-grey ocean, has skies blended with periwinkle and grey and is filled with a demur, reserved people whose manners mark the landscape.
I was heading to Boston, the grand lady ensconced in grey and bejeweled with pearls. It's a beautiful thing to be able to pause in life sometimes; to take in your surroundings, mull over the past and wonder over the present. Every time I arrive in Boston I feel her magic. She massages my mental urge to constantly think and helps me to reflect on life's occurrences with serenity. Pause I did. So much has happened in a sliver of time. I chose my mother's headstone, decided to save enough money to move out and gave way to admitting what I truly want. Making life decisions can be hard but I'm learning to put my small lily white hand in my Heavenly Father's large, unchanging one. For most of my life I craved the sense of belonging to a family. I felt isolated as an only child and so alone. After losing my mother, I felt myself slipping further into isolation and wondering how I'd ever get out. What's the solution to loneliness and was I meant to feel utterly alone forever?
Through all the questions I clung to one hope, the scripture that states "God puts the solitary in families". A father of the fatherless and a judge for the widows, Is God in His holy habitation. 6 God makes a home for the lonely; He leads out the prisoners into prosperity, Only the rebellious dwell in a parched land. Psalms 68
I was heading to Boston, the grand lady ensconced in grey and bejeweled with pearls. It's a beautiful thing to be able to pause in life sometimes; to take in your surroundings, mull over the past and wonder over the present. Every time I arrive in Boston I feel her magic. She massages my mental urge to constantly think and helps me to reflect on life's occurrences with serenity. Pause I did. So much has happened in a sliver of time. I chose my mother's headstone, decided to save enough money to move out and gave way to admitting what I truly want. Making life decisions can be hard but I'm learning to put my small lily white hand in my Heavenly Father's large, unchanging one. For most of my life I craved the sense of belonging to a family. I felt isolated as an only child and so alone. After losing my mother, I felt myself slipping further into isolation and wondering how I'd ever get out. What's the solution to loneliness and was I meant to feel utterly alone forever?
Through all the questions I clung to one hope, the scripture that states "God puts the solitary in families". A father of the fatherless and a judge for the widows, Is God in His holy habitation. 6 God makes a home for the lonely; He leads out the prisoners into prosperity, Only the rebellious dwell in a parched land. Psalms 68
Monday, April 05, 2010
The Apology
I took the weekend to think about what you said and what we fought about. I also took some time to pray as well and examine my heart and motives. Here's what I have to say (& I promise it won't be painful)...
I'm sorry you were uncomfortable at the hockey game and agree that Mary Jo's behavior and that of her friend's was immature. While I don't agree with all of Mary Jo's ways, I do admire her ability to forgive and her empathy. She's often cried with me over my own losses and has listened faithfully through all my woes for the last 2 years. I count her a dear friend. I'm sorry I took your observation of her so seriously, I guess it's b/c I'm extremely devouted to those I love and tend to grossly overlook their flaws and hoped you could overlook them too. I shouldn't have become so offended by your observation.
Here's what I'm most sad about...you made mention of feeling foolish during your pursuit of me. At the time I was taken aback but in retrospect I should've been more understanding. I mean this from the heart, no one has ever been so sincere and open hearted with me as you have been. It touched me from the start. I'm not naturally a trusting a person and normally am not overly excited at the onset of a potential relationship, yet I freely mentioned to my friends about your touching texts on Friday night, the surprise of chocolate covered pretzels at my desk and your excitement about sharing time with me. Your pursuit was certainly a standout! I'm sorry you didn't realize that or feel recognized in your endeavors. I wasn't keeping track rather just making an attempt to trust you. The hard part to convey is little by little your romantic ways were softening me toward you. I'll never forget our kiss in NY and it being in another state.
As time went by I began to be a bit more nervous. We hadn't "defined" our relationship and I'm a "definer" by nature. I started getting uncomfortable but didn't want to push by discussing being exclusive etc. I felt it would come. I didn't realize my confusion and frustration was translating to you...sorry. During that time I also began to deepen my faith. Funny, your courage/refusal to conform gave me the courage to once again forge into my faith without my mother's support. For that I'm thankful. I'm happiest being "religious" but often feel isolated in it. Nonetheless as that started to happen, the physical side of our relationship was coming full tilt. I wanted it to and was so excited b/c you made me feel so desired. It was all such a new feeling and was really exciting...yet I knew my "religious" take wouldn't support my new feelings. I was at a cross road and you were stuck in the middle.
That's why the other weekend I stopped you, I didn't want to go forward but was also aware that this might hurt you. I held off having the conversation b/c I hoped I could somehow come to a personal compromise (unlikely). Here's the thing I sense and want to reassure you (hope I'm not overstepping my bounds)...I feel your a bit self conscience in the way you look and yet, Michael there's nothing to be self conscience about! If you want to head to the gym to feel better - that's great but not necessary. You're perfect as you. That being said, of late I want to make the decision to hold off on sexual things. Old fashioned I am. Idealist...definitely. It's so hard for me to say that I want the next man I sleep with to be my husband. Our society doesn't support that endeavor anymore at all. Yet, I'm not the kind of person that can go from man to man and end up ok. I've seen countless of my friends wait (I'm serious) and honestly, they have the happiest marriages. I look at them with sheer happiness. Years later they're still happy and excited to be with eachother. They made a commitment to God and themselves and it's paid off.
In terms of flame, I think we had/have it and I've never had it before. I have to thank you for proving to me that it exists. Passion is important to me. I'm just sorry that you felt so foolish or so discouraged. It was never my intent to hurt you, confuse you, make you "work" at a relationship or anything else. I'll always want you to realize your dreams and make them a reality and yes, I would rescue you if you were drowing in ice cold water.
Anyways, it's ok if you don't respond b/c you can't or don't want to. I don't want to justify myself or whatever. I just didn't want you to walk away discouraged. Thank you for being you and giving me the courage to be me.
I'm sorry you were uncomfortable at the hockey game and agree that Mary Jo's behavior and that of her friend's was immature. While I don't agree with all of Mary Jo's ways, I do admire her ability to forgive and her empathy. She's often cried with me over my own losses and has listened faithfully through all my woes for the last 2 years. I count her a dear friend. I'm sorry I took your observation of her so seriously, I guess it's b/c I'm extremely devouted to those I love and tend to grossly overlook their flaws and hoped you could overlook them too. I shouldn't have become so offended by your observation.
Here's what I'm most sad about...you made mention of feeling foolish during your pursuit of me. At the time I was taken aback but in retrospect I should've been more understanding. I mean this from the heart, no one has ever been so sincere and open hearted with me as you have been. It touched me from the start. I'm not naturally a trusting a person and normally am not overly excited at the onset of a potential relationship, yet I freely mentioned to my friends about your touching texts on Friday night, the surprise of chocolate covered pretzels at my desk and your excitement about sharing time with me. Your pursuit was certainly a standout! I'm sorry you didn't realize that or feel recognized in your endeavors. I wasn't keeping track rather just making an attempt to trust you. The hard part to convey is little by little your romantic ways were softening me toward you. I'll never forget our kiss in NY and it being in another state.
As time went by I began to be a bit more nervous. We hadn't "defined" our relationship and I'm a "definer" by nature. I started getting uncomfortable but didn't want to push by discussing being exclusive etc. I felt it would come. I didn't realize my confusion and frustration was translating to you...sorry. During that time I also began to deepen my faith. Funny, your courage/refusal to conform gave me the courage to once again forge into my faith without my mother's support. For that I'm thankful. I'm happiest being "religious" but often feel isolated in it. Nonetheless as that started to happen, the physical side of our relationship was coming full tilt. I wanted it to and was so excited b/c you made me feel so desired. It was all such a new feeling and was really exciting...yet I knew my "religious" take wouldn't support my new feelings. I was at a cross road and you were stuck in the middle.
That's why the other weekend I stopped you, I didn't want to go forward but was also aware that this might hurt you. I held off having the conversation b/c I hoped I could somehow come to a personal compromise (unlikely). Here's the thing I sense and want to reassure you (hope I'm not overstepping my bounds)...I feel your a bit self conscience in the way you look and yet, Michael there's nothing to be self conscience about! If you want to head to the gym to feel better - that's great but not necessary. You're perfect as you. That being said, of late I want to make the decision to hold off on sexual things. Old fashioned I am. Idealist...definitely. It's so hard for me to say that I want the next man I sleep with to be my husband. Our society doesn't support that endeavor anymore at all. Yet, I'm not the kind of person that can go from man to man and end up ok. I've seen countless of my friends wait (I'm serious) and honestly, they have the happiest marriages. I look at them with sheer happiness. Years later they're still happy and excited to be with eachother. They made a commitment to God and themselves and it's paid off.
In terms of flame, I think we had/have it and I've never had it before. I have to thank you for proving to me that it exists. Passion is important to me. I'm just sorry that you felt so foolish or so discouraged. It was never my intent to hurt you, confuse you, make you "work" at a relationship or anything else. I'll always want you to realize your dreams and make them a reality and yes, I would rescue you if you were drowing in ice cold water.
Anyways, it's ok if you don't respond b/c you can't or don't want to. I don't want to justify myself or whatever. I just didn't want you to walk away discouraged. Thank you for being you and giving me the courage to be me.
Monday, February 22, 2010
When Facing Fear Run Towards It Instead of Away From It
Last year I began to wonder why my life had taken the turn it had. I started to doubt my decisions not to marry my college boyfriend or take that job in another state. My mother described me as restless but for the longest time I flatly denied it. I was convinced that what I wanted most was a husband and children. Problem is neither were in sight. Yet, I'm a firm believer that God works all things for good even when they don't appear to be even close to good. Here's the proof...
At 24 I met an extraordinary man. However, since he didn't match my suitable husband requirements, I quickly decided he'd be a fling. In fact, I told him I wasn't looking for marriage and just a good time. The not looking for marriage was me being nice to him...I didn't want to tell him that his infidel status was a turnoff to me. Quickly, and for the first time, I found myself falling in love, out of love and learning what it felt like to want to kill someone one minute and love them the next. It was he who allowed me to be my true self. He allowed me to live out my travel dreams, articulate my dislikes and even question my deep rooted faith. I've never fought with someone so much in my life. Our values were direct opposites. Of course, that fling turned into a 3 year relationship and now a best friend.
With the dark introvert, I found myself covering a lot of ground - literally. Traveling with the introvert meant never taking a taxi, overcoming the fear of trying something new and ending each night w/a drink. We were lowered into cenotes (underground caves), ate at dive restaurants (honestly I though food poisoning was inevitable) and did everything spur of the moment (a definite challenge for a planner like me). I quickly learned to overcome my fear for germs and eat from various lunch carts in other counties (he insisted we must live like the natives). He taught me getting lost was just part of the adventure. When we broke up I was initially devastated. I felt I was losing my best friend as well as a little bit of my dreams. Even now he reminds me that I really don't need anyone's help. I can and should do it alone. For the longest time I thought marriage and children would make me happiest. I had an image of aloneness that scared me speechless. It wasn't until I went to events alone, dined alone and struck up conversations everywhere that I've come to heartily agree with him.
I've found that we're never really alone, just surrounded by strangers. The opportunity to make a stranger a friend lies with me. The trick is to have fun everywhere and focus exclusively on the other person. I've come to realize my restless nature is a huge asset. I absolutely must really understand foreign cultures, languages and the people in them. I love to hear the stories and adventures of others.
I now appreciate that God didn't allow my desire to come true b/c there's a part of me that is most satisfied by my own achievements. Some of us really do need to be independent and find our own way alone. Funny thing is - I've been anything but alone in the process! In the end God knew a lot more about what I needed than I did!
At 24 I met an extraordinary man. However, since he didn't match my suitable husband requirements, I quickly decided he'd be a fling. In fact, I told him I wasn't looking for marriage and just a good time. The not looking for marriage was me being nice to him...I didn't want to tell him that his infidel status was a turnoff to me. Quickly, and for the first time, I found myself falling in love, out of love and learning what it felt like to want to kill someone one minute and love them the next. It was he who allowed me to be my true self. He allowed me to live out my travel dreams, articulate my dislikes and even question my deep rooted faith. I've never fought with someone so much in my life. Our values were direct opposites. Of course, that fling turned into a 3 year relationship and now a best friend.
With the dark introvert, I found myself covering a lot of ground - literally. Traveling with the introvert meant never taking a taxi, overcoming the fear of trying something new and ending each night w/a drink. We were lowered into cenotes (underground caves), ate at dive restaurants (honestly I though food poisoning was inevitable) and did everything spur of the moment (a definite challenge for a planner like me). I quickly learned to overcome my fear for germs and eat from various lunch carts in other counties (he insisted we must live like the natives). He taught me getting lost was just part of the adventure. When we broke up I was initially devastated. I felt I was losing my best friend as well as a little bit of my dreams. Even now he reminds me that I really don't need anyone's help. I can and should do it alone. For the longest time I thought marriage and children would make me happiest. I had an image of aloneness that scared me speechless. It wasn't until I went to events alone, dined alone and struck up conversations everywhere that I've come to heartily agree with him.
I've found that we're never really alone, just surrounded by strangers. The opportunity to make a stranger a friend lies with me. The trick is to have fun everywhere and focus exclusively on the other person. I've come to realize my restless nature is a huge asset. I absolutely must really understand foreign cultures, languages and the people in them. I love to hear the stories and adventures of others.
I now appreciate that God didn't allow my desire to come true b/c there's a part of me that is most satisfied by my own achievements. Some of us really do need to be independent and find our own way alone. Funny thing is - I've been anything but alone in the process! In the end God knew a lot more about what I needed than I did!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Small Talk Isn't Just for Introverts
On an episode of the Millionaire Matchmaker, a dater exclaimed that he was always attracting very extroverted women which he didn't want. The dater was a bit of a quiet person. Patty's response? If he wanted to attract less outgoing women, he'd have to become more outgoing.
My observation: the dater was more aggresive than he was comfortable with and needed to be more comfortable being aggressive. How does this relate to me? As a talkative person, I attract the socially awkward. At first I thought that meant I should become less talkative. I don't think so. I think I need to fine tune my talking by focusing on the person I'm conversing with. I'm already a socially savvy person. By fine tuning my conversational skills, I'll be able to showcase the best me. My conversations aren't reflecting that because I fear asking the wrong questions or having an inability to relate to the other person.
That's an easy fix though. I googled a few small talk topics such as: small talk techniques & small talk topics. Then I started practising. I've put together my own learning bullet points below as a quick start guide to gaining confidence on "getting out there" and show casing the real me.
• Small talk is one way of blessing someone by helping them feel more comfortable in a situation
• The goal is to learn about the other person and not to tell the other person about you
• Practice, practice, practice. That means throwing yourself into social situations you normally wouldn't enter
• Use the technique called "A.O.R." - Ask, Observe, Reveal. That means you're asking a question (or using some kind of icebreaker), observing the other person by digesting their response and relating to the other person by revealing something about yourself (e.g. adding to the conversation)
• It's ok to talk about yourself if it's a brief vignette and you're relating to what the other has said
• Do not attempt to hog the conversation
• Never interrupt. If you do so accidently, apologize
• Pay close attention to introductions. Be sure you can pronounce the person's name and use it often throughout the conversation so you remember it
• Ask questions that require follow-up questions
• Only ask non-personal questions that aren't threatening to a new person
• React to what a person says in a manner that's appropriate (if it's a joke, laugh even if it's not funny; if they're revealing something that's supposed to be insightful, respond as though it's been insightful-even if it isn’t). This creates a connection and leaves the person feeling fulfilled
• Skip motives (getting a date, finding a job) and just learn about the other person...enjoy the conversation
• Not every conversation will lead to a friend, contact or networking opportunity and that’s ok. Sometimes the purpose is to bless someone else, sometimes it's a blessing for you and sometimes it's a mutual blessing
• Don't be negative. Keep things light and positive. Your company should be a pleasure
• Make and maintain eye contact throughout the conversation.
• Listen closely for things you have in common. Then use that commonality to ask a follow-up question
• Keep things short and casual. When meeting someone new, understand that certain personal topics are off limits
• Smile constantly, laugh easily and be breezy. You're company should be pleasurable
• Don't reveal things about yourself that would make the other uncomfortable (a recent death, a health problem)
• Know when to end the conversation. Use body language and verbal cues. If the other person isn't contributing to the conversation and is starting to look around the room, it's time to cut it short
• Exit with grace (perhaps leave for the restroom, to refresh your drink, or check your BlackBerry)
• Realize that small talk is a great way of expanding your perspective
I started practicing these tips at recent "friending" event and at an Asian American Networking event (yes, I'm not Asian!) and have had great success. Happy practicing!
The Calling
At the age of 16 I vowed I would make a difference in the lives of children. At the time, I had no idea how to make the vision a reality. Through time my vision began to become my calling. My calling would wax and wane which always confused me. I was discouraged when I didn't see God planting any serving opportunities in my path. By my mid-20s I had nearly given up my calling. Perhaps it was all just a "feeling" and not really backed by God? That is until last year when I was on the brink of singlehood and wondering how to use my free time. I brushed the cobwebs off my calling and one day stumbled across CASA's website; quickly I attended an information session. My heart began to sore when I realized perhaps my calling was about to come true. Could this be what God wanted? To my dismay, I learned some daytime weekday hours were required. Without even speaking to my employer, I decided to archive this volunteer opportunity. I reasoned there was no way my firm would ever give me the time off needed to make volunteering a reality. Besides, working with children this hurt and neglected would surely be difficult.
A year later after another crushing relationship ended, I began to turn my heart to the Lord. It was difficult to realize that He was requiring uttermost obedience to His will. I quickly realized the blessings of my life were being withheld because of my own unwillingness to follow His call and direction.
A most extraordinary thing occurred. Last month our secretarial manager asked me to post an advertisement on our firm's website. It was announcing the arrival of CASA to the firm. CASA would be discussing how employees of the firm could volunteer. It was a blinding statement of my next course. It was a course I wasn't quite up for following.
I began studying for the GMAT. I decided I hated being an assistant, such a demeaning title; I wanted to be an accountant so I could make more money to support myself. I felt I needed to move out of my father's house and become a real grown-up. The thing is, as I began studying I became more and more weighted with my calling. I began to get the feeling and urge from the Holy Spirit that I was to remain at the firm and volunteer. It seemed evident that my finances and desires for freedom should be put in His hands. I was convicted for not trusting Christ to take care of me. Here's what led to the confirmation of all these spiritual feelings (which I avoid trusting in, I don't believe Christianity is the psychic friends network).
CASA's volunteer information session at the firm is in March. I vow to be the first person through the door. I'm leaving the rest of my desires (for my own place, more pay & single friends) to His safe keeping.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
On Being Tested & Taking Action Steps
For example, I recently went on date with a man who called me the following day to say he wasn’t jumping up and down to take me out again but he’d like to still get to know me. My most recent boyfriend (never asked me to be exclusive but told others I was his girlfriend) abandoned me at a hockey game and later told me I was overly dismissive of his needs. The x-boyfriend before then led me to believe we were dating for marriage only to turn around at the 3 year mark to say he never said marriage was in the future and it wasn’t a priority. After using a vacation day to help a friend with her small children, she told me I cared more for others than for her and accused me of being selfish.
Here’s the thing: beware of letting your desire for a thing override your desire to live for Christ and therefore be conformed into a godly person. It’s tempting to adjust our character to get along with others but the result can lead to the detriment of our faith.
For the longest time I wrestled with the idea that God wanted me to be alone, that He wanted me to learn to be content in aloneness. I found this task to be arduous. I’ve yearned to feel complete in just Christ but go nearly insane in the process! How do we learn to be made perfect (conforming absolutely to the description or definition of an ideal type) in our weakness/trial?
The answers come from James Chapter 1.
It’s important to understand that God is trying to teach us patience in order to perfect us (v.3). If you’re wondering why this trial has arisen or why you’re yielding to temptation begin praying and asking God for His wisdom in it. God will show you why you’re being tried and help you discover ways to remain steadfast in it. (v.5-6). There’s a blessing that will come from withstanding this trial/temptation. Realizing a blessing will follow the temptation should give us His joy (v.12). When in the trial and throughout life, be sure to listen attentively to others, contemplate your responses and be slow to get angry. (v.19). Be willing to learn in your trial. By remaining entrenched in God’s word, you’ll be able to receive meekly the lesson God is trying to teach. (v.21). Obedience is the key to being blessed in your trial. (v.24-25). I’ve asked for wisdom in this trial of aloneness. Here’s what God has shown me. I’ve broken out this “wisdom” by categories and have called them action steps.
Dating Action Steps:
• Do not agree to be exclusive with a man for at least 4 months. View this time period as a discovery process where the man is proving to you his value as a suitor.
• Do not lie to yourself. You’re ultimately dating to find a mate not a bunch of male friends. This means the man should be bringing small tokens of romance into the relationship.
• Do not associate with men who take little to no interest in you. He should be asking about your life, your interests and your values. He should be respecting what you like. Dates during this time period should revolve around you and not his desire to find a “buddy” for companionship.
• Do not verbalize these rules to the men you’re dating. Rather live them.
• If you start to see behavior that’s clearly a red flag, address it. If it’s not been modified after addressing it, move on.
• Do not under any circumstances meet a man ½ way. Do not stay overnight at his home. If you find yourself getting close to a bad situation, reschedule even if it’s at the last minute.
• Do not put more effort into getting to know a man than he’s putting into you.
• Do not for any circumstance call a man-ever (at least for the first 4 months).
• If a man isn’t requesting exclusivity by 6 months, assume he’s not interested in that. Even if you like him, get along with him etc. remove yourself. If he likes you enough, he’ll ask why the sudden disinterest.
• Always be willing to date more than one man at a time if the need arises.
• Never be too available, share too much info about your life, your friends etc.
• It’s ok to invite him to meet your friends if it’s casual. You need their input. You want to see this guy in as many circumstances as possible.
• Stick to your guns about your values. I say it again, stick to your guns! You do not and should not expose yourself to anything that makes you uncomfortable.
• It’s ok and perhaps advisable to meet a man initially for fun activities rather than dinner. Dinner when you don’t know someone can be tough.
• Again, you are not dating to meet male friends. You have enough of those in your own circle. You are looking for romance and possibly more.
• While you aren’t expecting to meet your soul mate right away in dating because you believe in seeing where each relationship goes, you aren’t looking for a pal. You aren’t looking to go ½ on the bill. You’re looking for a man who opens doors, pays the bill graciously, plans enjoyable outings and entertains you. If he’s nice but you’re not into him, you’re happy to remain friends. If he’s not nice than forget it.
• Pray for each and every date you’re exposed to. Pray over the responses, the initial asking and for the person. God will give you the wisdom in how to proceed.
Life Action Steps:
• If you don’t like your job, then start studying for the GMAT. Remember that nothing in life comes without hard work and dedication. More money comes from proving you’ve worked hard to get there.
• Say hello and learn the names of everyone you encounter. Don’t be afraid to initiate conversation.
• Introduce yourself to everyone you don’ t know. If you recall meeting someone but don’t know their name, where you met etc. don’t make excuses, simply reintroduce yourself and state that you know them somehow. None of us are infallible.
• Routine, routine, routine. Get into one. Work out regularly. Go to church weekly. Read your Bible daily.
• Return phone calls within the same day or send a text, e-mail etc. stating when. The only time this isn’t appropriate is in dating!
• Always be patient with others. God requires patience.
• Think long and hard before you speak. Weigh your words and their meaning before making a response.
Making Friends Action Steps:
• Don’t go to events that you normally wouldn’t or that compromise your faith. For example, cocktail hours will attract drinkers. Go to activities that won’t cause you to jeopardize your beliefs.
• Be a friend. That means be happy when a friend is happy and sad for them when they’re sad.
• Be willing to listen and don’t offer advice unless it’s solicited.
• Try to get along with everyone.
• A friend should take an interest in your activities and vice versa. You should take care of each other.
• Treat a friend to dinner once in a while.
• Never come to dinner empty handed.
• Always be a blessing to those you encounter.
• Always put your needs last but be sure you’re friends are doing the same.
Misc. Action Steps:
• Accept what you can’t change about yourself and that isn’t a sin. (ex. I’m a foodie to the core, I love counseling people and traveling but while I appreciate nature and love it, I can’t camp or hike for a week straight. I love adventure but my idea of adventure is touring a foreign city, learning of its culture and drinking in the locals.)
• Discipline yourself to make time for you. That means paying moderate attention to your appearance, dress etc.
• Be authentic. It’s ok to state your preferences, just don’t lord them over others.
Obedience to God’s will is initially difficult. Creating a routine and being firm in your beliefs is challenging but not impossible. Put all things before God in pray, then take a leap of faith. You’d be amazed at the outcome!
Friday, January 15, 2010
When The Soul is Waiting
Last weekend my boyfriend (if we can call him that; he never asked me to be exclusive) disappointed me in his treatment towards me. His disrespect and lack of feeling towards me had me asking a critical question. The question was "why is it that most men are disrespectful to me?". The answer to that question is saved for another post but the outcome is for this one.
I spent the weekend with my best friend, S. We relived our college days of sorts by spending an extended period of time together talking and growing. I can't thank God enough for her and her forbearance with me while I pondered me, their mistreatment and my own issues surrounding it.
I began to cry out from the heart God have you forgotten me? Lord, what's wrong with me? Are you going to leave me alone forever?
Lamentations 3:24 & 40 (New International Version)
24 I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him."
40 Let us examine our ways and test them,
and let us return to the LORD.
My soul, hast thou pondered these words, "Be still, and know"? In the hour of perturbation, thou canst not hear the answer to thy prayers. How often has the answer seemed to come long after I The heart got no response in the moment of its crying--in its thunder, its earthquake, and its fire. But when the crying ceased, when the stillness fell, when thy hand desisted from knocking on the iron gate, when the interest of other lives broke the tragedy of thine own, then appeared the long-delayed reply. Thou must rest, O soul, if thou wouldst have thy heart's desire. Still the beating of thy pulse of personal care. Hide thy tempest of individual trouble behind the altar of a common tribulation and, that same night, the Lord shall appear to thee. The rainbow shall span the place of the subsiding flood, and in thy stillness thou shalt hear the everlasting music. --George Matheson (taken from Streams in The Dessert by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman 1/14/10)
You have been in the storms and swept by the blasts. Have they left you broken, weary, beaten in the valley, or have they lifted you to the sunlit summits of a richer, deeper, more abiding manhood and womanhood? Have they left you with more sympathy with the storm-swept and the battle-scarred? --Selected (taken from Streams in The Dessert by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman 1/15/10)
I spent the weekend with my best friend, S. We relived our college days of sorts by spending an extended period of time together talking and growing. I can't thank God enough for her and her forbearance with me while I pondered me, their mistreatment and my own issues surrounding it.
I began to cry out from the heart God have you forgotten me? Lord, what's wrong with me? Are you going to leave me alone forever?
The heavens were locked in silence. It wasn't until Wednesday that I saw Him work. I joined the local fitness center and who was there? A co-worker who mysteriously began talking to me a few weeks back. She's agreed to train me and will give me some free training sessions during her down time. Thursday morning brought a text from T & subsequent e-mails. My drive from work was the most telling. It was during that time that I felt my heart begin to soften and His words come to me.
Do you remember when you were young...how jubilant you were for me? You were my sweet little girl. You've always wanted to be daddy's little girl but what you neglect to realize is that you've always been mine. When you were nearly lost in the womb, I saved you. When you're near the brink of a break-down, I send someone to you. I will never leave or forsake you. You've looked for a love story in a man but I've written one between you and me. Your story has begun. It's a story of a little girl who's life was almost snuffed out, about a savior who always saved and a woman who's finding her voice. It was I who told your mother you'd be OK. I assured her that you and I would never part. You're OK. It's time to stand up for Truth and avoid evil.
It was then that I realized the blessings of God. I'm thankful that when we wait on Him; he always shows up. His love never ends and His acceptance is forever. Don't try to anger Him, rather try to please Him. Your greatest joy and strength will come from doing His will. In keeping His will we see our hearts grounded and our ways become established.
Solace should never be feared. It's in solace that we learn to find peace and contentment. It's in solace that we hear the cherished, loved voice of our Shephard.
May he guide you today in His everlasting love and may He bring you peace.
********************************************************************Lamentations 3:24 & 40 (New International Version)
24 I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him."
40 Let us examine our ways and test them,
and let us return to the LORD.
My soul, hast thou pondered these words, "Be still, and know"? In the hour of perturbation, thou canst not hear the answer to thy prayers. How often has the answer seemed to come long after I The heart got no response in the moment of its crying--in its thunder, its earthquake, and its fire. But when the crying ceased, when the stillness fell, when thy hand desisted from knocking on the iron gate, when the interest of other lives broke the tragedy of thine own, then appeared the long-delayed reply. Thou must rest, O soul, if thou wouldst have thy heart's desire. Still the beating of thy pulse of personal care. Hide thy tempest of individual trouble behind the altar of a common tribulation and, that same night, the Lord shall appear to thee. The rainbow shall span the place of the subsiding flood, and in thy stillness thou shalt hear the everlasting music. --George Matheson (taken from Streams in The Dessert by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman 1/14/10)
You have been in the storms and swept by the blasts. Have they left you broken, weary, beaten in the valley, or have they lifted you to the sunlit summits of a richer, deeper, more abiding manhood and womanhood? Have they left you with more sympathy with the storm-swept and the battle-scarred? --Selected (taken from Streams in The Dessert by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman 1/15/10)
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Getting Starting on Starting Over -- AGAIN
As my love life quickly unravels in 2010 and I'm ever marching towards my 30s, I've decided to take absolute and complete control of my life - all of it. 2010 will be the year of male detox, adventure and self-discovery. For the time-being I'm going to archive my desire for relationship/marriage and instead focus on some "itty bitty" stuff that's been hedging me in all these years. Some of it's getting to be a real drag. Where's all this coming from you ask?
Remember that lawyer who lent me "Catch-22"? Well, we dated for 3 months and he promptly dumped me. How'd he dump me is the question? When he refused to care at all for my safety and I refused to go along with it, he marched out my car and I haven't spoken to him since. The story isn't that interesting but it is a repeat tragedy of men who think nothing of abusing, forsaking or even better - ignoring me. I've decided it's time for me to GET A LIFE and stop repeating the same old patterns. The area of people ignoring me, taking advantage of me and disrespecting me is boiling all around me. I have friends, a parent and past boyfriends all cobbling together to win the "I'm the most selfish person of the year" award.
I'm not doing this without a support system. In my quest to finding eternal love, I lost the one I had - that with Jesus. We've known each other for 28 years now and somehow I forgot how important he is to me. He is first. There's no compromise. I accidentally headed the comments of well-meaning friends and family who told me a religious man doesn't exist, or I'm too picky. That's bad advice. A man of values, manners and who's still interesting exists. Only this time I'm not going to find him. He'll find me as I'm living my life to the fullest, serving God the best way I know how and teaching others the same. It's time to lean on Christ, keep the secret place of prayer, healing and ultimate salvation. It's time to die to myself and live for Him. This will mean something new for me - being authentic to my beliefs not only inwardly but outwardly. It means living it regardless of the consequences. Through the years my beliefs have cost me...but "He is no fool to lose what he cannot keep, to gain what he cannot lose" ~ Jim Elliot.
Funny thing...I think that slashing off my dreams and letting them float away will actually bring them round again. Let's let go of the dreams for now (b/c they're idols) and grasp hold of spiritual blessings and work towards what's practical.
Let's get started. Join me on the journey if you dare. We'll go day-by-day, delve into prayer, Biblical scriptures and supporting books. I'll sort it all out, talk it out to others and keep it ever before Christ. Happy new decade and happy new me!
GOAL SETTING:
Intellectual Goals:
Order the following used books from Amazon.com:
All The Rules by Ellen Fein & Sherrie Schneider
Remember that lawyer who lent me "Catch-22"? Well, we dated for 3 months and he promptly dumped me. How'd he dump me is the question? When he refused to care at all for my safety and I refused to go along with it, he marched out my car and I haven't spoken to him since. The story isn't that interesting but it is a repeat tragedy of men who think nothing of abusing, forsaking or even better - ignoring me. I've decided it's time for me to GET A LIFE and stop repeating the same old patterns. The area of people ignoring me, taking advantage of me and disrespecting me is boiling all around me. I have friends, a parent and past boyfriends all cobbling together to win the "I'm the most selfish person of the year" award.
I'm not doing this without a support system. In my quest to finding eternal love, I lost the one I had - that with Jesus. We've known each other for 28 years now and somehow I forgot how important he is to me. He is first. There's no compromise. I accidentally headed the comments of well-meaning friends and family who told me a religious man doesn't exist, or I'm too picky. That's bad advice. A man of values, manners and who's still interesting exists. Only this time I'm not going to find him. He'll find me as I'm living my life to the fullest, serving God the best way I know how and teaching others the same. It's time to lean on Christ, keep the secret place of prayer, healing and ultimate salvation. It's time to die to myself and live for Him. This will mean something new for me - being authentic to my beliefs not only inwardly but outwardly. It means living it regardless of the consequences. Through the years my beliefs have cost me...but "He is no fool to lose what he cannot keep, to gain what he cannot lose" ~ Jim Elliot.
Funny thing...I think that slashing off my dreams and letting them float away will actually bring them round again. Let's let go of the dreams for now (b/c they're idols) and grasp hold of spiritual blessings and work towards what's practical.
Let's get started. Join me on the journey if you dare. We'll go day-by-day, delve into prayer, Biblical scriptures and supporting books. I'll sort it all out, talk it out to others and keep it ever before Christ. Happy new decade and happy new me!
GOAL SETTING:
Intellectual Goals:
Order the following used books from Amazon.com:
All The Rules by Ellen Fein & Sherrie Schneider
How to Get a Date Worth Keeping by Dr. Henry Cloud Become Your Own Matchmaker by Patti Stranger
Research alternate career paths including requd education
Continue to work full steam ahead on my career at the Firm
Compile & Review articles on Small Talk
Follow current events (including politics, television, movies etc)
Practice:
Join NJ Young Professionals & start going out!
Physical Goals:
Get on a no miss life routine! (bed early, workout in a.m., prayer, Bible reading, responsiveness & being responsible for my time)
Clean cat box 4x a week
Work out 5x a week
Eat mainly veggies (high cholesterol) -- boo!
Order return address stamps & personalized calling cards
Begin sending thoughtful notes to friends
Spiritual Goals:
Attend church at minimum -- weekly
Read Bible & do thoughtful journal writing -- daily
In Progress:
Head to John Mayer concert alone -- ticket purchased
Find one learning event & attend alone -- TBD
PS - this is all not to get a man but actually to get a life. Let's see how well I do being alone. Trust me I'm alone. My phone rings 2x a week & I get texts rarely.
Self: If you don't have someone to lean on, it may be because God already knows you don't need someone.
Continue to work full steam ahead on my career at the Firm
Compile & Review articles on Small Talk
Follow current events (including politics, television, movies etc)
Practice:
Join NJ Young Professionals & start going out!
Physical Goals:
Get on a no miss life routine! (bed early, workout in a.m., prayer, Bible reading, responsiveness & being responsible for my time)
Clean cat box 4x a week
Work out 5x a week
Eat mainly veggies (high cholesterol) -- boo!
Order return address stamps & personalized calling cards
Begin sending thoughtful notes to friends
Spiritual Goals:
Attend church at minimum -- weekly
Read Bible & do thoughtful journal writing -- daily
In Progress:
Head to John Mayer concert alone -- ticket purchased
Find one learning event & attend alone -- TBD
PS - this is all not to get a man but actually to get a life. Let's see how well I do being alone. Trust me I'm alone. My phone rings 2x a week & I get texts rarely.
Self: If you don't have someone to lean on, it may be because God already knows you don't need someone.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
The Three Day Rule
I recall my mother telling me numerous times growing up that she knew throughout my childhood when I needed a nap. Apparently I would begin to "short circuit", as she called it, whenever I was tired or depleted. It was then that she would urge me to sleep. The funny thing about adulthood is that we don't seem to change that much. We grow taller but our characters are very much the same. I still "short circuit" when I'm under great duress and the only difference is I can't nap when I need to.
My mother once told me the best ways to avoid an explosion of possibly harmful words and/or actions was to be mindful of the following:
My mother once told me the best ways to avoid an explosion of possibly harmful words and/or actions was to be mindful of the following:
- James 1:19-20 (New King James Version) http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=James+1:18-20&version=NKJV
So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath; for the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God. - When hurt by the words or actions of others, if you aren't the offender but rather the offended, give yourself what I call the 3 day rule: wait three days before confronting the person. If on the third day you still remember the offense, you know it's something that probably needs to be worked out.
- If you're the offender - don't wait three days, rather apologize for any wrong immediately.
- Wrath means desiring vengeance or punishment for wrong while anger is being strongly displeased in something.
- You can be angry and not sin; meaning you don't want revenge but you were terribly displeased.
- Ephesians 4:26-27 (New King James Version) http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians+4:25-27&version=NKJV
26 “Be angry, and do not sin”: do not let the sun go down on your wrath, nor give place to the devil.
So it seems that anger is a natural reaction to life's events. God calls us to keep our anger in check, to deliberately hold back our reactions and to confront only when necessary. After all, isn't love the covering for wrongs?
Proverbs 10:12 (New King James Version) http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Proverbs+10:11-13&version=NKJV
Hatred stirs up strife, But love covers all sins.
1 Peter 4:8 (New King James Version) http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Peter%204:8&version=NKJV
And above all things have fervent love for one another, for “love will cover a multitude of sins.”
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
A Bad Day
The glow of the alarm clock revealed it was 5:30 a.m. The atmosphere was dark as night; a white chill hovered in the air above my nest of blankets. With heart pounding, I popped open my laptop and began to read my devotions. An ominous feeling still clung to the air and swirled around my heart causing great anxiety.
Since I had several hours to kill, I brought out my winter clothes and set to work organizing them. Before long it was 8:30 a.m. and work was only 1/2 hour away. I plunged into the office with optimism until I read my e-mail. My day's assignment was to produce 7 copies of strategic recruiting notes. By 6:30 p.m. the project was done. I was forced to miss Wednesday's Bible study and found myself waiting at what was supposed to be a fast food restaurant. After 20 minutes waiting in line, I was finally seated at a murky table smeared with last week's ketchup
It had been the kind of day that was nerve splitting and tiresome. Weariness was filling me heart. All I wanted to do was to come home to someone, to someone who cared. I knew that wasn't possible. This was my burden to bear alone. Tonight as I type I whisper a prayer within my heart, paste a stamp on it and send it off to heaven. I pray tomorrow will be more encouraging. After 3 1/2 years of sorrow - Lord I need a little joy. Can you send a joyful rain or even just a sprinkle?
I whisper another prayer - Lord help me to stand to true to Your testimonies and to what I am in You regardless of the cost.
You promised You would put the solitary in families. You promised. I'm still believing…just weary tonight.
Since I had several hours to kill, I brought out my winter clothes and set to work organizing them. Before long it was 8:30 a.m. and work was only 1/2 hour away. I plunged into the office with optimism until I read my e-mail. My day's assignment was to produce 7 copies of strategic recruiting notes. By 6:30 p.m. the project was done. I was forced to miss Wednesday's Bible study and found myself waiting at what was supposed to be a fast food restaurant. After 20 minutes waiting in line, I was finally seated at a murky table smeared with last week's ketchup
It had been the kind of day that was nerve splitting and tiresome. Weariness was filling me heart. All I wanted to do was to come home to someone, to someone who cared. I knew that wasn't possible. This was my burden to bear alone. Tonight as I type I whisper a prayer within my heart, paste a stamp on it and send it off to heaven. I pray tomorrow will be more encouraging. After 3 1/2 years of sorrow - Lord I need a little joy. Can you send a joyful rain or even just a sprinkle?
I whisper another prayer - Lord help me to stand to true to Your testimonies and to what I am in You regardless of the cost.
You promised You would put the solitary in families. You promised. I'm still believing…just weary tonight.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
What If's Never Happen
I once again sat on the edge of her bed. Perched against the foot of it's wooden frame my eyes gazed down at the floor. She sat, completely complacent, reading her Bible which was her nightly ritual until the evening she closed it for the last time. I had just been given the worst news of my life. The conversation went like this...
The phone rang at 2:30 p.m. on a Friday afternoon. I had been to an infertility specialist named Dr. Aranow who was renowned at treating the variety of disorders women find themselves facing. Mine was one of great distress to me. I had a period that just wouldn't stop and acne that never disappeared. There seemed no end in site.
"May I speak to Tess?" the voice on the other end asked with calm, blandness.
"That's me" I responded with fluttering heart and quickly dampening palms. I took a seat next to the telephone that resided in our entryway between the kitchen and our spacious living room.
"I have your test results. It's as I suspected. You have a hormonal disfunction called polycystic ovaries. It's caused by an excess of male hormones. It isn't life threatening...are you still there?" she asked in the same monotone voice. It was as though she was reading off a news reel.
"I am". I responded quietly while gripping the edge of my seat. My mother came out from the kitchen and stood in front of me.
"This isn't a life threatening disorder, rather something that is treatable with birthcontrol pills and regular trips to the dermatologist. When you decide to get pregnant, you may need to seek help, as it is a leading cause of infertility in women." she stated easily.
"I've been on birth control pills for a number of years now and had hoped to go off them. Are you saying that isn't possible?" I asked hopelessly.
"Well...there really isn't another option at this time. But you're young and there's new research and discoveries made about this disorder everyday. I'd like you to schedule a follow-up appointment for six months from now. We can discuss your progress. If you give me your drug store information, I'll phone in a prescription for the birth control I recommend for someone with your condition."
We hung up shortly after that. That evening there I was, perched at the edge of my bed.
"Mom, it's as though all my dreams have crashed to the floor like a melange of fine china. My dreams are scattered into a thousand pieces now." I stated wearily.
She pursed her lips and looked compassionately at me.
"I know how you feel Tessa. After I lost your brother it took me three years to conceive. Meanwhile all my friends were getting pregnant. Your Uncle Tim joked that if he looked at your Aunt Kim she'd get pregnant. She conceived your cousins so easily".
"How do I tell someone I can't get pregnant?" I responded in sadness. I was distracted by my own loss and was hardly focused on hers.
"Tessa, you can't worry about all the 'what ifs in life' you'll find that the 'what ifs rarely or never happen'. We must trust God with the desires of our heart and rely on His will for the outcome."
"It's just so dissapointing" I stated flatly and with a hint of anger.
"But you don't know if you can't get pregnant. It's a doctor's opinion and she wasn't taking into account all that God can do. In truth, I thought I'd never have you and then it happened. One morning I was taking my temperature and it was high. It stayed that way for several days. I couldn't believe it! I had given up hope that it would happen. When I told a friend I was pregnant she said, 'when God says yes, He says it in capital letters'. I agree with that. God can do all things Tessa. You just need to trust Him with the outcome."
****
In truth it would be another 12 years of suffering through birth control pill induced migraines, depression battles from birth control pills and intermittent bleeding when I stopped the medication. I began to give up hope. At 24 my mother passed away and with her my hopes for a family and a future. But she was right. God works in the most mysterious of ways and sends us the answer when we least expect it. Here I am today, on no birth control pills, with clear skin, no depression and a future that probably will include natural conception. I've ovulated since February and feel great! Sometimes trusting God takes years of prayer and quiet waiting but if we rely on Christ we'll see results. And yes, worry about the what ifs is a waste of time. As my dad said recently "I only solve problems when they are problems, not when they might be."
The phone rang at 2:30 p.m. on a Friday afternoon. I had been to an infertility specialist named Dr. Aranow who was renowned at treating the variety of disorders women find themselves facing. Mine was one of great distress to me. I had a period that just wouldn't stop and acne that never disappeared. There seemed no end in site.
"May I speak to Tess?" the voice on the other end asked with calm, blandness.
"That's me" I responded with fluttering heart and quickly dampening palms. I took a seat next to the telephone that resided in our entryway between the kitchen and our spacious living room.
"I have your test results. It's as I suspected. You have a hormonal disfunction called polycystic ovaries. It's caused by an excess of male hormones. It isn't life threatening...are you still there?" she asked in the same monotone voice. It was as though she was reading off a news reel.
"I am". I responded quietly while gripping the edge of my seat. My mother came out from the kitchen and stood in front of me.
"This isn't a life threatening disorder, rather something that is treatable with birthcontrol pills and regular trips to the dermatologist. When you decide to get pregnant, you may need to seek help, as it is a leading cause of infertility in women." she stated easily.
"I've been on birth control pills for a number of years now and had hoped to go off them. Are you saying that isn't possible?" I asked hopelessly.
"Well...there really isn't another option at this time. But you're young and there's new research and discoveries made about this disorder everyday. I'd like you to schedule a follow-up appointment for six months from now. We can discuss your progress. If you give me your drug store information, I'll phone in a prescription for the birth control I recommend for someone with your condition."
We hung up shortly after that. That evening there I was, perched at the edge of my bed.
"Mom, it's as though all my dreams have crashed to the floor like a melange of fine china. My dreams are scattered into a thousand pieces now." I stated wearily.
She pursed her lips and looked compassionately at me.
"I know how you feel Tessa. After I lost your brother it took me three years to conceive. Meanwhile all my friends were getting pregnant. Your Uncle Tim joked that if he looked at your Aunt Kim she'd get pregnant. She conceived your cousins so easily".
"How do I tell someone I can't get pregnant?" I responded in sadness. I was distracted by my own loss and was hardly focused on hers.
"Tessa, you can't worry about all the 'what ifs in life' you'll find that the 'what ifs rarely or never happen'. We must trust God with the desires of our heart and rely on His will for the outcome."
"It's just so dissapointing" I stated flatly and with a hint of anger.
"But you don't know if you can't get pregnant. It's a doctor's opinion and she wasn't taking into account all that God can do. In truth, I thought I'd never have you and then it happened. One morning I was taking my temperature and it was high. It stayed that way for several days. I couldn't believe it! I had given up hope that it would happen. When I told a friend I was pregnant she said, 'when God says yes, He says it in capital letters'. I agree with that. God can do all things Tessa. You just need to trust Him with the outcome."
****
In truth it would be another 12 years of suffering through birth control pill induced migraines, depression battles from birth control pills and intermittent bleeding when I stopped the medication. I began to give up hope. At 24 my mother passed away and with her my hopes for a family and a future. But she was right. God works in the most mysterious of ways and sends us the answer when we least expect it. Here I am today, on no birth control pills, with clear skin, no depression and a future that probably will include natural conception. I've ovulated since February and feel great! Sometimes trusting God takes years of prayer and quiet waiting but if we rely on Christ we'll see results. And yes, worry about the what ifs is a waste of time. As my dad said recently "I only solve problems when they are problems, not when they might be."
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