I have had many sweet nothings whispered in my ear. Originally, the term sweet nothings referred to sentiments spoken from a lover to his love interest. I am making a distinction here, and spinning this term, because as a wise woman living a Jetson life, I know the difference between a something, and a nothing! I am what is know as savvy; I cannot be sweet talked by silver tongued devils. I am not inclined to be complimented into someones bed. I cannot, in other words, be seduced with worthless words.
My acceptance speech
I was, until recently, single and looking to date. I am now, taken; off the (meat/meet) market, as the saying goes. If I were a famous actress, accepting an award for my amazing accomplishment of finding my match, in my acceptance speech I would say:
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| Tippy toe love |
I would like to thank Facebook, for the free dating app that generously supplied me with access to hundreds of possible love matches. I would also like to thank my family and friends, for encouraging me, telling me that God was preparing just the right man for me: they kept me hopeful when my future was clearly, unclear in my eyes. Lastly, and most poignantly, I am thanking God The Almighty, for making me a man, and clearly giving him the image of Jesus Christ! I mean God, you sure do know what you are doing! At the end of this quick and joy filled speech, my eyes seek and find my man, the one bright light beaming at me from the centre of the audience. With a gleam in my eye, and a special knowing in my heart, I will point to him, and say, you, you are the one, as I wink!
Add a name to our own fame
You see dear reader, sweet nothings are empty words, spoken and repeated, ad nauseam, shallow and echoing the void. They are spoken in our society to score, to get one more, to add a name to our own fame. I want words that speak to my soul, indelible, graven, undeniable truth told: unforgettably edifying. I want not the words of man, that have the stench of sexual sentimentality: I want the words of God, of scripture, spoken by one that belongs to our Christ. A man who knows he is blood bought. A man that speaks truth out of compelling love for God and his people. A man, after his own Love Masters heart.
The mark of a man of God is this:
“And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me” (Matthew 25:40).
We are to be the hands and feet of Jesus to the lost and lonely, the vulnerable and un-venerated, seeking first the kingdom of heaven. I have sought, I have found. I shake my head at this ridiculously arrogant statement, as I leave it in this piece of writing for the sake of my own humility! God wrote me into his book of life and he asked me to faithfully follow wherever he leads and praise him, I have! My reward? A godly man, fashioned after our Saviour. (While he and I are at the beginning phases of our relating, I continue to trust in Gods plan. He is the author of life, and my hope remains in him. Man proposes, God disposes… I am okay with God working out the big details!).
Please do, stay tuned
And so dear one, thusly I end this series on single and dating. Next up? That is a wait and see series yet to be dear reader, please do, stay tuned.
