Why do christian women want only tall guys?

I may need to use a calculator.

Maren Morris - Tall Guys (Official Audio)

I understand, however let us put ourselves in the shoes that God had when He had walked this earth.

Many still would not even listen and believe in Him but still yet, He said. "Father forgive them for they know not what they do."

I hope the best for him.

Agreed, and I understand that. However, in truth my dear friend. We should extend grace even to anyone who may troll. Yes, there are times and places for trolls to be put into. However, as Christians, we must always no matter how hurt we may feel extend grace. As I should as well in my own walk. I understand your points, I agree to a high degree.

In the end, we are still called to give love.

Amen As we should pray for them as Christ prayed for us.

Thanks for the reminder, you're so right. I didn't have the best attitude!

Regardless friend, if you had the best attitude, or not. God's love is always the answer and with that being said we should not fuel this discussion any further because if we all do? It add fuel to the fire where hate can roam even when we harbor unforgiveness for the offense from a brother or sister.

satan wants nothing but to steal, kill, and to destroy. Even if it is someone who is curious or wanting to troll a internet forum.

However, to extend grace is always important. I have to do the same as well, even to my own family where we had major issues. As to other people as well. I use that alot in my own writing, and it serves the purpose of what it was intended for. Yeah, I have typos lol who don't? I just go with it as I write.

Writing to me is a great stress reliever.

Plus, one more thing.
when we allow God's love to shine through our testimony how can we allow satan to diminish our perceptions when people look at us to see our very walk? When we talk, should we not walk as well? To walk is to express what we talk even in our testimony to where it is not hindered in any way. When we show a difference in our walk, compared to our talk? People will not take us seriously.

That is what I told the woman I deal with to a degree. She said to people I am with her, but she cusses up a storm that hinders my own testimony for her calling me out with a foul tongue. No one would take me seriously. "How is it he says this, but approves of that we should NOT believe in him"

I was thinking today about how important having love for others is in the life of a believer. We can give all our goods to the poor and give our bodies to be burned but if we don't have love it's worth nothing. And only God's love shining through is going cut it!

Here is your confirmation

This is what I am waiting for the admins to approve. I will post it here, i wrote this due to recent events.

The Right One:

Forgive any errors, I have not fully proofed this one yet. However, this is what I had been dealing with.


“What would you say that you know about this one right… here?” He asked while walking down the corridor through the mirrors of time. I had looked directly into her eyes, “She was the one who brought me back to life with her own love. You see, I had a hardened heart for the four years prior to knowing my true feelings for her. We both well, had felt the same for each other for so long we had just been able to express it.” While I had held her gaze within my own eyes I placed my right hand on her mirror of life, I then closed my eyes remembering the scent of her perfume I began my story “When we had realized what we had been feeling about each other for so long well… she had a hand in making me believe again.” I had spoken again with faint whisper “a person who is worth fighting for, is a person worth waiting for.” I said while I placed my right hand over my heart, and closed my eyes. A tear had rolled down my cheek where she had kissed many times before.

I had placed my left hand on her mirror while I had caught the tear in my hand that was caressing my heart. While I had taken a few deep breaths I had began to close my eyes to remember the essence of her kiss.
He looked at me with a puzzling look, “so you are saying, that this one, this very one right here was the one who had made you believe again, is that right?” I looked down at the floor while nodding in my agreement; “correct; the four years prior, a woman I had been dealing with the situation with her had been a total nightmare through heartache itself. ” While taking a deep breath I shook my head as I lifted my eyes to meet her gaze once more I continued, “I had always wanted to find… the one.” While he placed a hand on my shoulder, he had looked deep into my eyes while he replied, “what if I were to tell you one vital important fact?”

As I had met his gaze, I replied softly, “what vital fact would that be?” He smiled, “you will learn soon enough my child, soon enough this will all make sense to you and to why these events had to happen in your own life.” My heart sank. “When you feel you had met your soul mate, you would want nothing but to be with them. To move Heaven and Earth just to bring them back to the real norm which is your very heart.” I replied as I turned to face her once… more.
A lot had happened in my own life that had it’s own ways of showing itself. Of course, life had it’s own way of surprising people. Even… myself. Knowing this within myself I had always tried to hide away from the expectations of life. It is true in fact that true love can find it’s self within your own world. if you allow God to show you the way.
I was a young child growing up in a small town in Virginia. Not knowing the ins, and outs of my own life. Where I had my own nightmares that I had to overcome. Life that I had with a family can be hard at times. Especially with only one parent.
Things had always been hard through life. I had to deal with situations that no one should have to ever deal with. In truth in my own mind, true love is hard to even have because of the way I am. In truth, I wanted someone who could be there for me, to love me as I am, to not want to change me, or even use me with their lies.

Everything seemed so far fetched that I had not even known which way to turn when I first kissed her. Of course, hurt plays games on the mind and heart. I wanted so much to show her how important she is, how important she was, and how important she could be.
The way love is in this day, is modified by corrupted greed. What is the motive of the other person, is it lust? Would it be to use the one who likes them for their own financial gain? Of course, satan will throw things at every one of us to press on more stress.
That is how the devil works. In truth of course, I had always wanted what was best for people. God wants the same thing since He went to that cross anyway right? We are to be Christ-like right? Then, why is it so hard for anyone to accept someone for the love they have in their own heart? It is because, the other person? Is in the world; and I had been set apart from this world like many others before me, and after me.
“I thought this was supposed to be a story about your life? Not your love life.” He said as he looked at me with confused eyes. The wrinkles on his forehead had shown how old he was. He looked to have been going through so much in his own life, the battles can do that to someone.
“I try to,” I replied as I try not to gaze up at the woman in the mirror. “I try so hard to, but my mind keeps wandering off to,” I lifted my eyes up to see her once more, “her?” He said as I nodded. “Yes her, I thought she was the one. I guess I was wrong.” I placed a hand back on her mirror. “Why is love so hard?” I asked in a whisper. “Love is hard because of expectations.” He replied with a smile on his face. “Expectations never work out my child. Never had, never will. It puts a huge burden on the other person and they run away.”

“Tell me again can you, what makes this one so special?” I took a deep breath, and released it slowly. “What makes her special? Her heart. It was one in a million. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman.” He placed a finger up to his lips to gesture me to be silent.
“You are missing one vital important thing.” I cocked my eyebrow at him, “What would that be? That I am stupid for having strong feelings for someone who does not even show that they care?”
“No, the most vital important thing is that you had the one all along.” I glared at him as I replied. “Who might that be?” He grabbed my gaze and smiled. “God.”

“God is the One who had given you life. He had given you the very heart that you have. God is the very One who should be on the throne of your heart. Not some woman who shows she does not care. How can you love a woman, who does not love you back?” That question hit hard. However, does not God do the same thing? Does Got not love people who does not love Him back?

“You are not God though. God is the author and finisher of our faith. You must realize one important fact to this one important value.” I looked deep into his eyes and said, “what might that be?” The room started to change in front of us. I felt a cold breeze come through the hall where we stood in the hall of mirrors. Darkness flooded the room where we had stood until a bright light shined all around us.
I saw Calvary, I had saw the cross where Jesus laid down His life for us all. I saw Jesus Himself standing in front of me. His hands stretched out, I had saw where the nails had pierced his hands.
“I gave you your heart. I gave you the life you have this very moment. I know every single part about you. I numbered even your hairs on your head. I know you from soul, to body. I am the One who you should focus on. I Am, who I Am because I Am. I am the beginning, I am the end. I am the first, and I am the last. Where people may fail you, I never will.”

I began to cry, “it hurts so much though.” God had wrapped His arms around me while placing my tears in my Jar of Tears. “It is hard, however you must feel this pain to become who I had called you to be.” I broke down in His arms and choked out these very words, “w..w..w..what am I supposed to be?” He lifted my chin to look me in the eyes, while He wiped my tears with His hand and placing them in my jar, he replied. “My writer.”
“The pain you had always felt, even with a broken heart was meant to bring you closer to Me. It was meant to help you write so deeply, and lovingly that people feel the emotion through your very words. They are meant to feel even Me through your words. That is your calling, that is your love, that is your passion.” He placed a hand on my shoulder and looked at me deep within my eyes.

I felt my soul fluttering within me, my heart had skipped a beat with His every word. I saw the crown of thorns laid upon His head. With blood flowing slowly down His forehead. “I did all of this, and so much more for you. I had done everything because I love you. It is time for your own, Healing Journey.”

-TheWriter - 2023

True

He was shown all kinds of grace when he was trolling Writer. Even when he blasphemed by saying that only Sodomy (won't use his term) will be in heaven, he was given the gospel before given the boot. Did you listen closely to the good news I posted?

Alot had been going on even today that I haven't paid fully attention lately.

I need one important thing, A vacation.