I was sitting at home, casually perusing through Facebook when I noticed a pattern on my feed. All of my friends were posting photos of their date nights, snaps with their husbands for a night on the town, and those strange mirror selfies while getting dressed up for dinner.
My first thought was “Seriously? Why are all of these people going out on a weeknight? Ugh! Don’t they have to work tomorrow? It’s after 9:00 for goodness sake!”
Me second thought after realizing it was Friday, and therefore perfectly acceptable to do such things past 9:00pm was “Wow. You’re getting old. You should get out more.” This thought was quickly forgotten as it was almost my bedtime.
My third thought? Fear. Absolute fear. About what, you ask? I’ll let you take a guess. Better yet, maybe you can just answer yourself. When it comes to your singleness, what’s the biggest fear that you have? The biggest fear that most of us have?
That we’ll die alone, never having known the pursuit of a godly man. Or even just a sane man with good credit, a solid career, and all of his teeth.