Her first choice

The dream is born early on because as little girls we all long for a beautiful wedding, a happy home, and a fairy-tale ending.

But in a world full of sin and brokenness, things don’t always go as planned and life turns out to be less than we hoped for.

When I found myself standing in the smoldering ruins of another marriage gone up in flames, it was all I could do not to go out looking for yet another new husband. It’s hard being alone when you feel like you’ve just watched your last chance at love slip away. So I struggled to find peace in my circumstances as I resigned myself to spending the last four or five decades of my life as a single in a world full of happy couples.

But that all changed when a friend said to me one day, “Your next husband will want a Mary Magdalene. That’s a word for you, Amy.”

Her words stirred me deeply since that old longing for a husband was not really gone at all, but just buried down deep in my heart. My next husband? This was exciting news! So I set out on a quest that day to prepare for him, and I made it my mission to become a Mary.

I immediately did what any good girl would do. I ran to the Word and sought to list all of Mary’s attributes so I could copy them.

But I only found one thing to copy.

All I found worth copying was that Mary pursued Jesus and let go of the rest. She didn’t have to tear herself away from anything to spend time with Jesus because He was her first choice. So out of this desire to do as Mary did, I began to pray a new prayer: Lord, make me a Mary.

And let me just tell you. That one little prayer? It’s wrought untold change in my life.

I’ve learned I’ll never find peace if I make people the center of my world. I’ve learned to turn to the One Love who will never fail me. I’ve figured out that His is the only love that can heal my broken heart.

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So yes, it’s true. At first I wanted to be like Mary so I’d be more appealing to my future Mr. Right. But somehow God took the road I traveled and wound it into a path leading me back to Himself, showing me along the way that His love for me reaches depths no husband’s could match.

I do still long for a husband. Of course I do. But He’s taught me that the gigantic blessing of a husband is still not enough to heal me or fulfill me or redeem my life from destruction. Jesus is the One I need. And I want to deepen this grace-filled relationship and devote myself to the one true Love of my life first before He blesses me with another earthly love. It’s the only way I can be good for anybody anyway.

I don’t know what’s ahead, and it doesn’t matter what’s already happened. All I know now is that I want to follow Jesus today and for the rest of my life. I know I can trust Him to work all things together for my good. I know I want to run after Him with the same passion as Mary did. I know lives change when we choose Him first.

So whether we’re single or married, may we pursue Him with passion. Care to pray it with me?

Lord, make me a Mary.

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Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind. Luke 10:27 NIV

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How Can I Find “the One”

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Mama!  And then the prince came & they got married!exclaimed my little princess loving Tay.

I’m a mom of two little girls with pink & dresses holding stock in our home.  My Tay is all things girl, as she dons a dress everyday twirling with delight.  When asked what she wants to be when she grows up, she replies, “I want to be a princess!

For her, this romantic idealism is seeping in at the age of three…watching Cinderella becoming a princess, marrying the prince as they live happily ever after.  I know this idealism all too well, dreaming of “one day my prince will come.”

As a teenager, I wrote my criteria for a future husband with my list tilting on the side of unrealistic expectations.  From Disney to Hollywood, each infiltrating the church and sending me the message that my job was to find THE ONE holding my glass slipper.  I would fall in love over & over as though butterflies constantly filled my belly.  I better not miss any serendipitous moment to lose sight of fate in passing him by.

Where do we get this idea that there is only one person out there that would suite us?  The myth of “the one” is dangerous in singleness or marriage.

 

1. How the Myth Begins
Most young girls envision their ‘prince’ and wedding day.  She meets a man who fulfills her dreams like a match made in proverbial heaven.  They date, get married and live happily ever after…until.  Roads get bumpy, communication breaks down, problems emerge left and right.  Rather than looking at the vows made, the woman wonders, “Maybe I didn’t find the one?  It’s not butterflies or sparks in my stomach.  What happened?  Maybe the one is still out there?

 

2. How I chose the One
In the opening lines of our marriage vows we said, “I, Kamille, joyfully choose you, Ben…”  We believe there are many people in this world that would be compatible for us.  In fact, I’m sure there is someone else who would suite Ben more than I do.  We don’t focus on finding “the one,” but knowing that we chose each other as “the one.”  We forsake all others, even when we don’t feel like it and the sparks aren’t there, in order to keep our covenant with God & each other.  It’s because we choose one another daily.

 

3. Jesus Is the True One
The true heart of the matter is teaching ourselves that a prince is not the true “one,” it’s Jesus.  He is the one who welcomes us into his chambers to delight & sing over us.  He tells us our worth.  You see, even when I chose Ben as my one partner in this life till death, it’s only Jesus who can satisfy my deepest desires & longings.

 

To my single sisters, walk into the throne of grace as daughters of the Most High God.  Find your true love & perfect approval there; as you walk in knowing, he approves of you.  This will equip you to step into a relationship.  You won’t be seeking how your boyfriend or husband approves of you; but, resting in the confidence that Jesus does.  And oh boy, is that man going to find that attractive.

To my married sisters, run into his chambers of grace.  Love is a verb, not an emotion or feeling.  It’s a daily choice to keep at it over and over again.  It’s praying to love like the servant King when it’s hard.  It’s choosing to joyfully take your husband and live out those for better or for worses.

He is the only true fairytale that allows us to live ever after.

 

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