Who’s with me on this one?
It’s not for lack of trying, but it’s reality. Too many women that I meet are either already married/dating someone else, or they see dating as something other than what the Bible says it should be...
I’ve never gone so far as to ask for a list of health conditions from the few dates I’ve been on, but I think I’m going to start. Truly is it that difficult to find a Godly woman who doesn’t weigh 400 pounds? Not that there’s anything wrong with that...other than a substantial decrease in health caused by obesity.
For those of you who see me as a heartless and picky person, I’ve gone out with an overweight woman before. She was a wonderful person, outside of the fact that she worked two full time jobs at a hospital and a doctors office, in addition to taking calls during the night. I couldn’t deal with only talking for maybe 30 minutes every other week.
The flip side is going out with an attractive woman...that has no soul. I’ve dated several women that were so boring to talk to, I ended up having much better discussions with their parents twice my age. I should also mention that these women also found my questions concerning theology and politics uninteresting, and preceded to cut ties with me.
That’s not to say I haven’t met intelligent women, because I have. Most of them are 10 years older than me, and for obvious reasons look at me like a child. I’ve asked out one particular women two different times, only to watch the blood drain out of her face as she tries not to hurt my feelings.
I gave up trying to mask the fact that I’m extremely bitter towards single women. An obvious counter argument would be “Well maybe if you wouldn’t take things so personally then you could see beyond the fact that some people aren’t going to like you no matter how wonderful a person you are”. If that argument were to be made I would counter with “I can’t listen to someone make up an elaborate story about why they can’t have coffee on a Saturday very many times without wondering if there’s something wrong with me”.
Going down the rabbit hole of what is wrong with ones self is like being stuck in the mud in a very small car that’s not designed to be in the mud. You know your stuck, and no one is there to pull you out. Except Jesus will sit in the car with you while you try to get out. Then an unhelpful close family member will drive by saying “Nothings wrong with you, you’ll be okay”.
Once in a while the water eventually dries up and the car has enough traction to get moving, until it starts to rain again.
It’s a vicious cycle of meaningless pleasantries. “Hey would you like to grab a coffee sometime?” “Oh that’s so sweet of you! But I have to watch my mom paint her nails”. Not lying a girl actually told me that. “Hey what are you doing this weekend?” “Oh I’m going furniture shopping with my parents”. “Hey will you save me a seat at the music recital?” “Oh...you can sit with the group”. Didn’t save me a seat.
So yeah, hopefully Jesus comes back soon.
It’s not for lack of trying, but it’s reality. Too many women that I meet are either already married/dating someone else, or they see dating as something other than what the Bible says it should be...
I’ve never gone so far as to ask for a list of health conditions from the few dates I’ve been on, but I think I’m going to start. Truly is it that difficult to find a Godly woman who doesn’t weigh 400 pounds? Not that there’s anything wrong with that...other than a substantial decrease in health caused by obesity.
For those of you who see me as a heartless and picky person, I’ve gone out with an overweight woman before. She was a wonderful person, outside of the fact that she worked two full time jobs at a hospital and a doctors office, in addition to taking calls during the night. I couldn’t deal with only talking for maybe 30 minutes every other week.
The flip side is going out with an attractive woman...that has no soul. I’ve dated several women that were so boring to talk to, I ended up having much better discussions with their parents twice my age. I should also mention that these women also found my questions concerning theology and politics uninteresting, and preceded to cut ties with me.
That’s not to say I haven’t met intelligent women, because I have. Most of them are 10 years older than me, and for obvious reasons look at me like a child. I’ve asked out one particular women two different times, only to watch the blood drain out of her face as she tries not to hurt my feelings.
I gave up trying to mask the fact that I’m extremely bitter towards single women. An obvious counter argument would be “Well maybe if you wouldn’t take things so personally then you could see beyond the fact that some people aren’t going to like you no matter how wonderful a person you are”. If that argument were to be made I would counter with “I can’t listen to someone make up an elaborate story about why they can’t have coffee on a Saturday very many times without wondering if there’s something wrong with me”.
Going down the rabbit hole of what is wrong with ones self is like being stuck in the mud in a very small car that’s not designed to be in the mud. You know your stuck, and no one is there to pull you out. Except Jesus will sit in the car with you while you try to get out. Then an unhelpful close family member will drive by saying “Nothings wrong with you, you’ll be okay”.
Once in a while the water eventually dries up and the car has enough traction to get moving, until it starts to rain again.
It’s a vicious cycle of meaningless pleasantries. “Hey would you like to grab a coffee sometime?” “Oh that’s so sweet of you! But I have to watch my mom paint her nails”. Not lying a girl actually told me that. “Hey what are you doing this weekend?” “Oh I’m going furniture shopping with my parents”. “Hey will you save me a seat at the music recital?” “Oh...you can sit with the group”. Didn’t save me a seat.
So yeah, hopefully Jesus comes back soon.