Before we Proceed . . .

Today, I happened across this lovely video and just had to share it with you! (Especially since it went along with my last post! Coincidence? I think not!) This sweet couple and I are from the same town and I am so glad to see that they are sharing their wonderful, God-authored story!
 
May God bless you as He works good things in your life, sweet friends!
Much love,
Frannie 
 
 
 

What’s a Girl to Do?

This bit o’  loveliness is right over here!
 
With
quick fingers and a ready mind, the authoress will now attempt to share her
heart within fifteen minutes . . . seeing that tardiness for biology class is
not an option.

Ah,
me. Ever since I turned the spritely age of twenty-one, my girlish hope of
marriage have blossomed. However, unlike many of the females of my day, my hope
is a little different. I do not hope to date around till I find the one. I do
not hope to experience the wonders of hand-holding or smooching before
marriage. I do not hope to fall madly in love with the one who I find
smolderingly handsome or dashingly debonair. I hope for something else–for
someone else.

I
hope to be led into a relationship when I am ready, when he is ready. I hope to
be guided by those wiser and older than me. I hope to keep my body and every
wonderful, fascinating experience for him alone. I hope to fall fully in love
with someone whose character is smoldering and who is daringly living for God. Sure,
I do have physical likes (as in I do
like brown eyes and I do love a good
sense of humor) but I’ve found my sitting and dreaming over Mr. Right gets me
nowhere except to a restless spirit and bugging out eyes. (Which we all know are NOT attractive.)

So, what can I do in the mean time? What should we do in the mean time? Continue
checking out every cute guy for a wedding band? (Admit it, you do it too!)
Continue spending hours dreaming about the day? (Guilty as charged.) While these
things aren’t wrong, I wonder if they are the best? What in the world is a
girl to do?

. . . .

We interrupt this program seeing that the
authoress’ fifteen minutes have come to an end. Tune in next time for the
conclusion of this fascinating article. (Don’t
you love promoting?) J

Being Single

   Greetings friends! I hope this finds each of you very well and rejoicing in the Lord; “For the joy of the LORD is your strength.” Much has been going on lately, but I wanted to share a story with you. I hope that you are blessed. 🙂

Abigail Henry eagerly opened the letter her brother brought home; she loved receiving letters from her dearest friend Lacy. Often the treasured notes held bits of godly encouragement and humor as the two early-twenty cousins shared stories about home, siblings, missions, sewing, and other girlish adventures. With vigor Abigail flipped open the floral stationary and began to read. But today Abigail’s brown eyes came across something different, something delightful … Lacy was beginning a courtship with a godly young man in her church!

Emotions of joy and excitement bubbled up inside Abigail’s heart, yet another emotion also rose to the surface–sadness. But before she could address this unwanted feeling Abigail quickly left her room to share Lacy’s good news with the rest of the family.

The next morning, beautiful with sunny skies and spring temperatures, found Abigail spending most of her time serving around the house. But while the day spoke of joy, Abigail’s heart ached with sorrow. It was not until she jumped into her little car and left for an errand that Abigail began to discuss her troubles with the Lord, something she often did in the privacy of her own car. Out loud, the young woman shared her heart ache with her loving Saviour and Creator.

“Lord, you know I am excited for Lacy … she deserves a godly husband and the blessing of having her own family. She will be a wonderful wife–but, Lord, why is it that I am still single? Why is it that no one has asked for my hand? Father, am I even worthy of love? Will anyone ever find me lovely and worthy enough to be his wife? Jesus, I feel passed over and forgotten. Am I?”

Dejectedly, Abigail let out a loud and helpless sigh. At that moment, her Lord began to speak to her heart. And Jesus said, “My dearest daughter, I love you (Rom. 5:6-8). I find you beautiful; I hand-made each of your freckles, every strand of your hair, and I chose even the features you dislike so that you may know and love me and that I may be glorified (Ps. 139:16,17). These hands of mine formed you in the womb, they stretched the heavens, and bled on Calvary so that you may have life … and these very hands hold you safely now (Ps. 104:2, John 3:16). I know you feel forgotten but I have a perfect plan for you, a plan which will bring so much beauty and joy from your life (Jer. 29:11, Rom. 8:28). A plan which will bring others to Christ and glorify my Father’s name–if you will only accept it (Isa. 49:5). Abigail, part of that plan is for you to be single right now. I know you want to be a wife and mother, but Dearest, if you cannot cheerfully and obediently accept my the plan I have for you now you will struggle to accept it later. Remember, being single is a gift from God; it is a time for you to ‘care for the things of the Lord, that you may be holy both in body and in spirit: (1 Cor. 7:34) . It is a time in which you can have the freedom to serve others … do not waste it pining over day-dreams and in self-pity. Only after you accept single-hood as a gift will you be able to truly enjoy and fulfill the calling of marriage. Daughter, remember that I am the Giver of Good Gifts (James 1:17). I have given you the time of being single, therefore, this time is a good gift; I would not give it to you otherwise. And finally, my Beloved, know that you are loved; draw nearer to me and you will realize that I can meet your every need (Ps. 37:4).”

A few moments silently passed as Abigail took in all her Saviour had spoken. It was difficult for her to accept the idea that being single equated a gift. And yet, the teary eyed girl knew her Father was right.

Later that night, Abigail sat nestled in the couch across from her dear parents. The three were spending a few moments before bed visiting and sharing the events of the day. After gathering her bravery, Abigail spilt her tale to her wise counselors. She shared the sorrow that came from Lacy’s jubilant letter, the discouragement that over-whelmed her in the car, and the sweet response the Savior gave. Smiling, Mrs. Henry spoke, “Abigail, your desires for marriage and motherhood are good desires … something for which you ought to be thankful. But you are right in that they must be met in God’s timing and way. Trust in Christ to meet your every need. Resting in Christ will not always be easy and you will still struggle with feelings of sadness and loneliness. When those times come, turn to Jesus and know that your obedience will help change your emotions.” “Remember,’ spoke Mr. Henry, ‘to allow Jesus to fill your heart with joy over Lacy’s happiness. Your contentment in being single will enable you to bless and encourage others.”

As Abigail climbed into bed that night, she thoughtfully recalled all that she had happened that day. Quietly she prayed, “Dearest Lord, by your grace I want to accept and delight in the gift of being single. Be my Joy and Companion and according to Your will prepare me for all that you have planned … whether that be marriage or not, I will delight in you.” 

Dear friends, if you are a boy reading this {I congratulate you!} you may not relate to the main character of this story. If you are a girl, I believe you may have understood  some of the fears and doubts which went through Abigail’s heart. Sisters, let us learn to be content in the here and now; let us allow Christ the righful place in our live’s and He will ease the pangs of lonliness and worry. 

May the Heavenly Father bless you as you press heavenward!