And, actually, I'm not.

Haha! Aileen tagged me, among others, to write about finding The Right One. Okay. That feels really weird to type out, but, whatever. As she wrote in her post:

How does one choose? And how does one know that the guy lurking around in your backyard is someone you could trust?

I think it's safe to say that these questions pop out in everyone's heads once in your life. So... How do you find The One?

My answer? Don't look.

No, really, I'm serious.

I'm not looking, not because mortal men don't measure up to Mr. Perfect Hero In My Brain, nor is it because I've decided to be a single girl forever to end up a spinster with nothing but her 20 cats to tend to. Absolutely not. I don't even like cats. I prefer dogs. Or horses!

See, here's what I think: if I go looking for the guy and I keep thinking, "Is he The One?" about the next "potential" I see, I might end up with the guy who might be the one, but really is not. So, supposing that I realize this, and I break up with The Guy Who Might Be The One But Really Is Not. So I go looking again, right? Well, again, I might end up with The Next Guy Who Might Be The One But Really Is Not.

By the time I meet the The Right One, I'll probably be so tired, and maybe I'll already be burned that I might miss him! Rargh.

Um... Before I continue, let me just say, for the record, that I am no cynical girl who has been burned. I've never had a boyfriend, and I'm happy about that. I don't intend to keep that way for long, but...yeah. I'm happily single for now.

"But, Sarah," you might say. "Won't it be likely that you won't see The Right One because you're not looking for him?"

Well... You have a point there. But you know what? I'm believing that I don't. See, I've surrendered my everything to my God. My life, my money, my heart. My lovelife, included. My Dad the King, being the all-powerful, all-knowing, awesome God that he is, knows who'll be the best match for me. No, he won't be a perfect man, but he'll be perfect for me.

Going back to Aileen's question, though... How will I know if God's Perfect Choice is standing right in front of me?

I don't until God tells me.

He might not tell me at once (heck, the guy may even be a friend of mine right now) but I believe He'll tell me at the right time.

Meanwhile, I'll pray. Hard. Like, REALLY hard. For myself, that I can prepare to be the good and super-awesome wife in the future, and also praying for my friends (and especially my Pastor), that God will give them wisdom and guidance if and when I ask them about "my man".

Everything happens in God's perfect timing.
Everything works for the good of those who love Him.
God's will is good, pleasing and perfect.

I'm holding on to those words, and that's why I'm not looking. I'm just waiting, and I'm sure it won't be in vain. ^^

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