My grandma always told us girls that “men are like buses…there’s always another one coming”. During whatever current heartbreak we were going through, her words weren’t terribly comforting. Looking back, though, I realize how much truth lay in them.
My freshman year of college I was on the hunt for a man. I was lonely, my heart ached for love, and, frankly, I thought that meeting and marrying the man of my dreams was the highest goal of my life. It should come as no surprise to you that my search for a man fogged my vision and caused me to make more than a few mistakes in the boy department.
The first was a guy that didn’t even like me as more than a “friend”. In my head, however, I’d decided that he was the guy for me. I made up this fantasy world in my head where he was exactly what I was “needing”, that we would soon admit our love for each other, and that that would be the end of the story.
All I can say is I am so glad he didn’t show an interest in me. In reality, he was all wrong for me. If we’d ended up together we’d have made each other miserably unhappy. The fantasy in my head did not line up with reality, and dealing with reality would have been an unbearably hard pill to swallow.
The second was a guy who really did like me. He was a really great guy with a heart for the Lord and I liked him too. Only, I never had peace about the whole thing. Something just wasn’t right. I decided to tell him, but then reconsidered when my hunger and aching for a man tried to sway me otherwise.
In that situation, the only thing that stopped me was God. Out of the blue, I heard Him tell me two things: a very firm and resounding “NO”, and a very clear directive (and desire, strangely enough considering my former negativity) to join homeschoolalumni.org.
At the time, I wanted to fight Him. There were no other guys in my life that I was even remotely interested in. I didn’t even know how I’d meet other guys. Furthermore, there was absolutely nothing wrong with this guy. When I say he was a great guy, I really mean it! What I realize now that I didn’t know then was that he was a great guy, but he wasn’t God’s best for me (nor was I God’s best for him).
And so, with His leading ringing in my head I broke things off with this great guy, joined HSA, and clung to the words of my Grandmother. Little did I know that a month later I’d meet this other great guy named Andy Baker, or that I’d be engaged to him 9 months later.
My friend, don’t lose heart, and don’t let your hunger for a man cloud your vision like it did mine. My grandmother was right…you never know what great guy is just around the bend.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make straight your paths.” Proverbs 3:5-6