Thought Quotient

Why isn’t there more about dating in the Bible? I’m just confused. I know old habits are hard to break, and in a lot of ways I’m still holding on to the fantasy: God will send my true love down from heaven, riding on a cloud, shining like the sun with a sword in his hand and a message directly from my Father God—”Yes, Kerri! This is my choice for you … go ahead this time!”

You know, I thought about calling my dad in Georgia and asking him to arrange a marriage. My mother would have a field day with that. I’d end up married to the golf pro at the country club … or better yet, the next plastic surgeon they ran into. My mom’s new thing is that she wants me to marry a plastic surgeon so she can get a face-lift before the wedding … for the pictures. She says she’s kidding, but is she?

I guess I’m having a moment of weakness and doubt. I don’t want to doubt what or who God has for me. I don’t want to let the enemy come into my mind and tell me it’s never going to happen, and that if it does I’ll find a way to screw it up. I just think it’s okay to be honest with ourselves and, more important, with God when we feel this way. I’m not writing this book to give you the magic recipe to finding true love; if I had that, I think I’d be on Oprah by now.

I know one thing: Through all my frustrations and even my anger, God has been there the whole time.