I’m single, but my love story is already complete.
I’ve always been a bit of a hopeless romantic. Cheesy rom-coms? Sign me up. Cute romances in books? I’ll be the captain of that ship. And dreaming up the perfect (*cough* non-fictional) guy for myself? I only do that all the time.
The idea of being single forever and never marrying someone used to scare me so badly. I hated every bit of that idea, and when I read articles that stated that maybe it was God’s will for someone to not marry, I could only hope that wasn’t God’s will for me.
I didn’t date anyone until my senior year of high school, but that never stopped me from crushing on boys, dreaming up the perfect relationships, and hoping that someday, I’d end up with the perfect (or as close to perfect as you can get) guy.
I thought that was just how it was, and I never expected that to really change. I thought I’d always be moving from one crush to the next, probably spending more time than is healthy fantasizing about the perfect date.
But recently, I’ve realized that there is much more to life than boys and dating (and even marriage). I no longer shudder at the mere thought that I might, just might, be single all my life. Now, is that necessarily the path I would choose for myself? Maybe not. But I’m much more content trusting God in whatever His plan for me may be.
With that being said, let me repeat myself: I’m single, but my love story is already complete.
That’s because I wasn’t made to meet a guy, marry him, and have kids. Sure, all these can be great, wonderful things, and I certainly hope I can do all of them some day, but they aren’t what I was made for. I was made to worship the God of the universe.
And that’s why my love story is complete even though I’m not married and I’m not even dating anyone.
It was complete when Jesus died on the cross and conquered death three days later. It was complete when the Holy Spirit whispered to me, beckoned me into his embrace. It was complete when God made me a new creation.
From the beginning, God formed me with his own hands and knew every little detail about me.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Psalm 139:13 (NLT)
And God’s love is perfect. It’s the most fulfilling, most loyal, and most peace-giving love in the world.
Any earthly marriage can only reflect that love. And don’t get me wrong, being in a marriage that reflects that love is fantastic, but it isn’t a necessity for all people.
After all, why should we be starving for and dependent on a reflection when we have the source of that love? We have Jesus, who is with us through everything, who intercedes for us before the Father, who died for us on the cross. And we have the Holy Spirit who lives within us and is constantly making us a new creation, reminding us of God’s Word and God’s love for us.
Trust me, I understand that it’s one thing to say all of that and agree with it, and it’s another thing to truly let that be your source of fulfillment and peace. I was there for a long while.
Sure, I could recite that type of stuff over and over again in my head, but it very rarely gave me any real peace. I would say it, and then two seconds later hope that the single life wasn’t in God’s plan for me.
But here’s the thing: That’s the beauty of trusting in God’s will. His ways are higher than our own (Isaiah 55:9), and He has a plan for us. Sure, there might be some hard times, some heartbreaks, some long periods where we wonder where, exactly, God is taking us, but we must simply trust that God has a plan to make beauty from all the chaos and all the brokenness and that we are always resting in His hands.
Our God is a good Father, and He has a plan for us that is far better than anything we could imagine for ourselves. It’s time that we sit back and revel in the peace that gives us.