Published on April 30, 2013 December 11, 2017
In university, I waited—like I was thinking every Christian that is good girl likely to.
The Christian rhetoric of “men initiate, females respond” gridlocked my heart into eleven months of waiting. Given that tale usually goes, i must say i liked this guy that is great. Our relationship escalated from team hangouts, to examine breaks and late-night runs, and after that on to dinners off-campus and formal occasions. He never indicated their emotions by itself, therefore I mastered the creative art of channeling my anxiety about their ambiguity by scribbling in my own prayer log. I became that woman.
“Does he just like me? Will he ever profess their real feelings? ” I inquired Jesus, but We never ever asked my crush.
I did son’t ask him just how he felt because I happened to be told good Christian women’ don’t initiate, and talking up crossed into the forbidden group of pursuing. I became instructed to pray more, trust God, rest by the device, and wait. Continue reading