What are the dark mysteries of life I ponder about? Pretty much anything and everything, lol...the week's youth group lesson topic, the state of humanity and spirituality in our culture, thread topics I find interesting on CC, what it truly means to follow God, even when it hurts.... nothing is really off the table. I'm glad I'm not scared of the muck but I've also learned it's not a good place to set up camp. So when I find myself starting to pitch a tent there I try to remind myself that God is always good, life on earth will always be crazy, and we won't truly live until after we die. Maybe that sounds naive but it works ok for me. *shrugs*
Regarding the "One", let me clarify my personal experience. I'm just sharing my story, not asking anyone to agree with me.
For years I believed in "The One", and looked for him in every man I came across. I have always been a hopeless romantic and my longest and strongest desire was to get married, so I figured the "good" or "happy" part of my life would start when I met Mr. Right. It didn't even occur to me that he might not exist. I just figured God would bring him to me because if He loved me then He would give me what I wanted, because what I wanted was not a bad thing. So I waited. I pretty much refused to date because I didn't want to get involved with a man who wasn't "The One". So I shot a lot of guys down, which I kinda feel bad about now because I should have been more prayerful about it. But I just figured that if I didn't think they were "The One," then why lead them on or waste their time?
Anyway..... fast-forward to my late 20's, most of my friends were married by that point and I had gotten really frustrated and distant from God because I felt like He was holding out on me. I hadn't fallen into sin (well, not the standard "sins" we think of, but really if the greatest commandment is to love God with all my heart and I was neglecting that then I guess you could say I was actually chiefest among sinners). I felt forgotten and I was harboring anger and resentment towards God and that's a really lousy place to be. It's the dumbest thing I've ever done, really. But anyway.....
I was super frustrated one day and I told God that maybe this wasn't on Him to provide, maybe I needed to go get it. I had a friend who was a good Christian guy and had made it clear he wanted to be more than friends. So I told God that I was tired of waiting and I was going to get something started with the friend, even though I knew in the back of my mind that we weren't right for each other. It's hard to explain what happened after I told God that, but it was like my life flashed before my eyes. Not the life I had lived, but the life I would live if I married the friend. It wasn't bad. We had a few kids, he was a good provider and treated me well, it was an ok life and an ok marriage. But it wasn't awesome, it was just "ok". And I heard "You can choose this and I won't stop you, it won't be terrible but it's not what I have planned for you and you'll regret it for the rest of your life". And when I heard that I knew it was true, and it shook me up. Nothing He said indicated that His plan included a different guy who would be a better fit. But I knew that whatever His plan was, that was what I should choose.
So, I asked Jesus to be my everything and to make it so that I would be ok if He was all I had for the rest of my life. And to help me be ok and content with whatever His plan included. And so far He has answered that prayer. I do still get in a funk sometimes but I get out of it pretty quickly. I also still hope to get married someday, but it's no longer the focus of my life and I've accepted that God doesn't owe me anything, including a husband. I kinda feel like I wasted all the years I was hoping so hard for that.... but it's part of my story now and I'm ok with it. Now I just focus on each day and what He has for me to do. And I'm actually happy now, even with the realization that I might never find someone who's right for me.
Anyway... I am not trying to imply that this is how every Christian should be/feel. But I do think that finally being honest with God about how desperate I felt was the turning point for me. And then realizing I needed to let go of it and turn it over to Him was what freed my heart and mind. Clinging so tightly to hope wasn't making me more hopeful, it was only making me miserable.
I hope this was helpful or interesting in some way, if not then my apologies for such a long post!