singleness does not exist when Christ is in us... Zero, I smiled at the picture you posted... It reminds me of how God waits for us... To hand us the beauty of who He is .. that was the first thought that popped in my mind when I saw it... The second thought that came was... God in His singleness waits humbly , He saves a seat for us...holding a promise in His hand to give to each one of us.. So many people pass by but never take a seat ... I'm so thankful for the day I realized God is that man in the picture zero posted.. I'm so thankful I stopped... Took the time to sit in His presence ... it's the best seat I've ever taken
. not knowing who He was at the time... He let me sit at a distance.. At the edge even... until I I found comfort just being in His presence... I managed to find the courage to say hello.. More surprising , He said hello back.. we began talking... it was then He handed me His flower, His promise ...Alone? Single? No, not me
I'm still sitting comfortably next to Him... best conversation and company I've ever had ... Sweetest time I've ever spent ... Most peaceful place I've ever been .. the man in that picture zero posted , use to be the face of God to me... He was in the shadow of my days ...I couldn't see His face...only aware of His silhouette
... Today.. the man that sat there waiting for me so long... Holding a promise in His hand for me to take, now has a face... I've even kicked my shoes off
I'm quite comfortable , quite content ... But certainly not single
In this world... I am without man.. , I've got God
when He is ready to let go of me, to put my hand safely in the hand of someone who projects an image of who He is to
Me and I to them... I don't think many words, presumptions , or even guessing will take place... Either Christ is projected and known to them or it's not... when I see Christ coming out of a man ,,, I will know Christ in Him immediately ... I pray only that God prepare me so He is able to project His image from me... .... A mirrored one in fact ...to such a degree...both the other person and myself recognize the very same flower