Punch-drunk and discombobulated, was summoned to another urgent meeting. As my gastric juices were wildly churning in my stomach, didn’t have the temperament to waste time over some nonsensical hullaballoo because I was irritatingly hungry and thirsty. The only thing that grasped my attention at that moment was inhaling a freaking sandwich to thwart my starvation pains and sipping my McDonald’s sweet tea. Being Friday night, wanted to throw on some soulful tunes and relax my mind as I contemplated bonding with my babe.
“Mumsy, how do you know when you are in love?”
Girl, pleeeze!
(Laugh out loud)
Sarcastically, wanted to pelt my daughter with some qualifying questions of my own such as “does dude have a job?” Or, “does dude have any damn kids?” And, “to your knowledge is dude a card carrying member of the sexually-transmitted disease club?”
Frankly speaking, a “yes” to question two and three and a “no” to question one meant that my daughter had my advanced permission to tell dude to get the hell lost!
(Laugh out loud)
However, motherly instincts prevailed and told me that my 14-year old daughter was seriously smitten with her first school-age crush and that I needed to be as delicate, gentle, and sensitive with these “dude” feelings as I was when she was hyperventilating ten minutes before the school bell rang over needing an instant remedy to cure her unsightly pimples!
Ugh!
Quickly deduced that this was not the time to regurgitate a litany of don’ts. Standing before me was a vulnerable and distressed young girl who was gingerly seeking advice from a trusted and experienced woman about her most prized possession which was matters of her heart.
Been there!
In simplistic terms, told Mantha that love symptoms varied by each individual and as she became acquainted with an array of boys and eventually with an array of men she should remind her heart to remain in search mode for her “soul mate.”
Personally, learned this tidbit a little too late which resulted in me torpedoing into several dead-end relationships prematurely. If I had “waited,” would have slowly realized that there is such a HUGE difference between loving someone versus being in love with that individual.
Done that!
Quizzically, Mantha had tons of questions relative to the genesis of my “soul mate” love. Happily, obliged her with only some of her curiosities.
Hehehehehehehehehe!
Anyways, nearing completion of the “soul mate” meeting, emphasized to her the concept of “waiting.” Again, painfully learned that “waiting” for God to act in our lives is one of the most arduous tasks one will ever face!
Just ask Sarah.
Like most women, Sarah desperately wanted to bless her “soul mate” (Abraham) with the desires of his heart which was an heir. Although God eventually honored His promise to an anxious Sarah, He had “waited” until she was 90-years old before she conceived and delivered a son!
Metaphorically speaking, reminded Mantha that sometimes we will feel like God has placed our lives and needs into a permanent holding pattern.
Ask me!
For example, rather than “waiting” for my “soul mate” I took matters into my own hands and, consequently, kissed some frogs. If I had patiently “waited” for God’s precise plan for my life, I would have avoided men who rewarded me with undue pain, suffering, permanent scars, and wounds.
Better late than never!
Given another chance at love, I sorely “waited” years for God to send me my “soul mate.” Like Sarah, I am not ashamed to admit that I constantly stumbled in the faith department and woefully doubted that He had heard any of my fervent pleas or cared about any of my incessant prayers.
But, isn’t He “an on time God?”
Readers, don’t mind shouting to the rafters on how good it feels to be treasured, adored, complimented, admired, appreciated, and genuinely loved by someone you can entrust with the sanctity of one’s heart!
Thank you, sweetness, for allowing me to encircle you with my endearing love! Thank you for believing God as He slowly unveiled to you that I was indeed your one and only true love. More importantly, thank you for being obedient to God when he “ordered your steps” into my life and into my heart.
Darling, you were worth the WAIT!
As I lovingly brought my conversation to a close, reminded Mantha that she could make this a joyous Mother’s Day by “hitting the bricks” when she discovers her “soul mate” because, similarly to Sarah, want to throw on some soulful tunes, relax my mind, and contemplate bonding with my babe.
Hehehehehehehehehe!
