Well dearest ladies, it shall soon be fall again. This is my all time favorite season. I love waking up to cool crisp mornings, when the mist still hangs like a scarf around the morning’s shoulders. I love seeing the trees change their dress from lilac and emerald, to burnt orange and gold. Fall means a busy campus once more. People scurrying to their 8 a.m. classes, most of them already praying for Christmas break. But not me, I love campus when it’s full and bustling. I eagerly wait for those days; and can I just say that I miss cardigans and boots! And yes, I am one of those nerds who loves a fresh bouquet of sharpened pencils (thank you Meg Ryan for forever making that famous).
Fall is also the hardest time of year to me. I hate to say it ladies, but fall is when I get real lonesome. I never miss my husband more, than I do in the fall. Maybe it’s because it is my favorite, or maybe it’s because I see so many couples on campus; who knows really why it is. I never knew you could miss someone so much that you’ve never even met. I know that this blog is all about contentment and a purpose filled singleness, and while God is surely teaching me all of those things in abundance…. I just have to admit, that in the fall I tend to forget that sometimes. Fall means lots and lots of little deaths to my own wants and longings.
Elizabeth Elliot and I become super close pals every fall. She pretty much goes with me everywhere during those times. Now that is a woman! Her and Jim’s story of waiting without hope, but all the while in perfect obedience, is one that I want to model for sure. I feel like sometimes I get confused on how contentment really works. When I think: “Ok Missy, now be content in your singleness” I think it’s supposed to translate to: “Ok Missy, never ever long for a husband until God brings you one”. That’s not really how it works. For Elizabeth, her contentment worked itself out through obedience. She trusted the place and season that God had assigned to her, but she still desired to marry Jim with all of her heart. I can trust God when He says singleness is where I am supposed to be, but I can still desire a husband without that desire feeling like discontentment.
Faithfulness, peace, trust, understanding, contentment… these are the goals I’m striving for. I guess what I’m trying to say is, that sometimes I don’t make it; but in no way less does that mean that God is not still working out fulfillment and purpose to my season of singleness. He can still work in beautiful messes.
Holy kisses to you all!
Going Green,
Miss
Fall is also the hardest time of year to me. I hate to say it ladies, but fall is when I get real lonesome. I never miss my husband more, than I do in the fall. Maybe it’s because it is my favorite, or maybe it’s because I see so many couples on campus; who knows really why it is. I never knew you could miss someone so much that you’ve never even met. I know that this blog is all about contentment and a purpose filled singleness, and while God is surely teaching me all of those things in abundance…. I just have to admit, that in the fall I tend to forget that sometimes. Fall means lots and lots of little deaths to my own wants and longings.
“For my loneliness, Lord- Your strength.
For my temptation to self-pity, Lord- Your strength.
For my uncontrollable longings for this man, Lord- Your strength.”
-Elisabeth Elliot
Elizabeth Elliot and I become super close pals every fall. She pretty much goes with me everywhere during those times. Now that is a woman! Her and Jim’s story of waiting without hope, but all the while in perfect obedience, is one that I want to model for sure. I feel like sometimes I get confused on how contentment really works. When I think: “Ok Missy, now be content in your singleness” I think it’s supposed to translate to: “Ok Missy, never ever long for a husband until God brings you one”. That’s not really how it works. For Elizabeth, her contentment worked itself out through obedience. She trusted the place and season that God had assigned to her, but she still desired to marry Jim with all of her heart. I can trust God when He says singleness is where I am supposed to be, but I can still desire a husband without that desire feeling like discontentment.
Faithfulness, peace, trust, understanding, contentment… these are the goals I’m striving for. I guess what I’m trying to say is, that sometimes I don’t make it; but in no way less does that mean that God is not still working out fulfillment and purpose to my season of singleness. He can still work in beautiful messes.
Holy kisses to you all!
Going Green,
Miss
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