multi-facets
I've been thinking about being single. Big deal, you say; I think about that a lot. True. But I've been thinking along slightly different lines than usual.
Normally I'm venting my frustrations about my single status, wondering what is wrong with all the men, crying out to heaven that surely I don't deserve this; fuming with impatience at a situation in which I can do pretty much nothing.
But I forget the good things, the side benefits. They range from full control of the remote and music selections, to full control of the refrigerator contents, to full control of waking and bed times. I don't have to share the shower, or any of the bathroom space; my bottles of shampoo, shaving cream, baby oil, conditioner, body washes and soaps can blossom wherever they wish. I don't have to wrangle shower times, or waking up times, or meal times, or any times at all. If I want to come home and flop into the armchair and do nothing all night but watch TV or Veronica Mars and eat popcorn for dinner, I can do exactly that. I have no one else's needs to attend, except for the minimal needs of my cat.
I don't have to spend money on anyone else, or take other people's food preferences into consideration when I go grocery shopping. I don't have to be home in time for the kids to get home from school. I can have friends over whenever I want. I can come and go as I please. In short, I don't have to compromise with anyone on anything.
When the time comes, it's going to be good, and good for me, to learn to compromise with my family, to orchestrate the miracle of individual lives lived out in sync with one another. But for now, when I don't have that opportunity, I can enjoy my independence to the utmost. Because I don't particularly enjoy conflicts or compromises. And right now I don't have to worry about it. I don't want to reach a point in my life where I look back on my single days and think, "Man, I should have enjoyed that more." So I can make the most of it now.
This is also a time when the single gal or guy can be fully dedicated to a hobby, a cause, or a ministry -- and ministry in particular is a particularly commendable use of time for the single person, who can be single-minded (as per the apostle Paul). I need to grow in this area, but MP does her ministry with eight-year-old girls every week at her church. Jen volunteers at her church's youth group. This time is unique in that we can choose how we spend it; we have no other demands on our spare time, and the things about which we're really passionate can take the forefront. I'm beginning to dedicate much more time and energy to my writing.
But one of the best aspects of this time in my life is the opportunity really to know myself solidly, to grow as an independent adult, and to mature in the different areas of my life that I would normally leave to someone else -- paying the bills, budgeting, getting the oil changed or the registration renewed on the car, calling about repairs for broken windows, fixing the dial on the stove, hanging picture, shelves, pots and pans, buying air conditioners, killing spiders, and moving heavy furniture.
The network of friends is important as well. In lieu of an immediate and nearby family, I have people with whom I hang out on a regular basis, people who meet all sorts of different needs I may not have even realized I had. And not being able to do a few things physically (such as lift the huge air conditioner down the stairs, or moving in new furniture, or dragging a Christmas tree into my apartment), drives me to swallow my pride once in awhile and ask someone for help. And hating eating alone all of the time goads me to seek out dinner pals, so that the fellowship of other people isn't lost just because I'm single -- is furthermore enriched by our common experiences and interests.
And when God tells me to do something, I don't have to worry about its effect on anyone else; I can simply do it.
So the single life isn't just about dating and marriage, isn't only about the absence of a man. It's also about the presence and process of the self, and God's work therein -- and not just in a small and rather selfish everything's-so-convenient-right-now way; but in a way that causes the self to seek outside company, to grow in weaker areas, to listen more and more closely to God, and to become a full, well-rounded, self-knowing, responsible, adjusted, Christlike, and joyful human being.
It's a multifaceted thing.
Normally I'm venting my frustrations about my single status, wondering what is wrong with all the men, crying out to heaven that surely I don't deserve this; fuming with impatience at a situation in which I can do pretty much nothing.
But I forget the good things, the side benefits. They range from full control of the remote and music selections, to full control of the refrigerator contents, to full control of waking and bed times. I don't have to share the shower, or any of the bathroom space; my bottles of shampoo, shaving cream, baby oil, conditioner, body washes and soaps can blossom wherever they wish. I don't have to wrangle shower times, or waking up times, or meal times, or any times at all. If I want to come home and flop into the armchair and do nothing all night but watch TV or Veronica Mars and eat popcorn for dinner, I can do exactly that. I have no one else's needs to attend, except for the minimal needs of my cat.
I don't have to spend money on anyone else, or take other people's food preferences into consideration when I go grocery shopping. I don't have to be home in time for the kids to get home from school. I can have friends over whenever I want. I can come and go as I please. In short, I don't have to compromise with anyone on anything.
When the time comes, it's going to be good, and good for me, to learn to compromise with my family, to orchestrate the miracle of individual lives lived out in sync with one another. But for now, when I don't have that opportunity, I can enjoy my independence to the utmost. Because I don't particularly enjoy conflicts or compromises. And right now I don't have to worry about it. I don't want to reach a point in my life where I look back on my single days and think, "Man, I should have enjoyed that more." So I can make the most of it now.
This is also a time when the single gal or guy can be fully dedicated to a hobby, a cause, or a ministry -- and ministry in particular is a particularly commendable use of time for the single person, who can be single-minded (as per the apostle Paul). I need to grow in this area, but MP does her ministry with eight-year-old girls every week at her church. Jen volunteers at her church's youth group. This time is unique in that we can choose how we spend it; we have no other demands on our spare time, and the things about which we're really passionate can take the forefront. I'm beginning to dedicate much more time and energy to my writing.
But one of the best aspects of this time in my life is the opportunity really to know myself solidly, to grow as an independent adult, and to mature in the different areas of my life that I would normally leave to someone else -- paying the bills, budgeting, getting the oil changed or the registration renewed on the car, calling about repairs for broken windows, fixing the dial on the stove, hanging picture, shelves, pots and pans, buying air conditioners, killing spiders, and moving heavy furniture.
The network of friends is important as well. In lieu of an immediate and nearby family, I have people with whom I hang out on a regular basis, people who meet all sorts of different needs I may not have even realized I had. And not being able to do a few things physically (such as lift the huge air conditioner down the stairs, or moving in new furniture, or dragging a Christmas tree into my apartment), drives me to swallow my pride once in awhile and ask someone for help. And hating eating alone all of the time goads me to seek out dinner pals, so that the fellowship of other people isn't lost just because I'm single -- is furthermore enriched by our common experiences and interests.
And when God tells me to do something, I don't have to worry about its effect on anyone else; I can simply do it.
So the single life isn't just about dating and marriage, isn't only about the absence of a man. It's also about the presence and process of the self, and God's work therein -- and not just in a small and rather selfish everything's-so-convenient-right-now way; but in a way that causes the self to seek outside company, to grow in weaker areas, to listen more and more closely to God, and to become a full, well-rounded, self-knowing, responsible, adjusted, Christlike, and joyful human being.
It's a multifaceted thing.
7 Comments:
At 1:40 PM, October 03, 2006, Marianne said…
Thanks a lot, Fred. All I can say is that I hope if one of your three kids is a boy that you raised him to actually ask out a girl. And if you know any young Christian singles (and I don't mean the 35+ guys who just love to look at us early 20's girls like we're a buffet) that you would challenge them to put down the XBox controller, get out of their mamas' basements, and ask out a girl for once in their lives.
That's the very small thing you can do, Fred. If you aren't going to do it, shut up. Because the young women on this blog (the overwhelming majority of us) are called to marriage and we know it. We are ready for marriage. We want to be married. Heaven forbid anyone says something to the young men. We might hurt their precious self-esteems or cause them "to stumble."
Gosh, I could just spit. If I have to hear one more sanctimonious spiel, I'll hurl.
At 3:12 PM, October 03, 2006, Jennifer said…
Yay for watching Veronica Mars and eating sesame chicken by myself in peace! (I also like not having to spend an afternoon doing things I don't enjoy, like going to football games or watching golf on TV) Anyhow, that's all from me. Sorry for the sporadicness... but I'm visiting my folks this week. Today I went to a funeral in Canada.
At 5:22 PM, October 03, 2006, The Prufroquette said…
Aww, Jen. Call me.
As to you, Fred, it boils down to this: You don't understand where we're coming from, and we'd prefer you to stop commenting.
I think you've missed a huge component of this forum: We're here to encourage each other through discussions of relevant, pertinent, personally applicable topics, experiences, or opinions. We make a lot of arguments on this blog, and we each take responsibility for what we say. And most of all, we encourage and support one another.
What we're doing isn't easy. We're living counter to both the secular culture (in our values) and the Christian culture (in our singleness). We don't fit in in many, many places. We feel this isolation as much in church as in a bar. And so we talk. We bring these things up to each other by posting on this blog, and offer our reason, sympathy, wrath, and responses as relevant comfort. We try to solve the problems we face.
You don't. By your own word, you're here because you think you have something to say. But you don't appear to be interested in listening, and you don't offer any constructive solutions to your questionable observations. Add to the fact that your opinions are old hat (after all, we have parents and mentors of our parents' age, and your opinions aren't that different from theirs), and I have to wonder what good you're doing here, when I'm sure there are plenty of outlets for you elsewhere -- such as a young men's group at your church, perhaps. Men need to be encouraged to date, to interact well with women, to look beyond economic success when seeking God's will. Find them and mentor them. Leave us to our mentors. You can't mentor as an e-entity, and I have been discouraged by your input much more than I have been encouraged. You seem to enjoy coming out on top of the argument, and you'll sacrifice respect for our opinions and compassion for our experience to do it. We don't need that.
I also must question the presence of a middle-aged, married man, discussing dating, marriage, kissing and sex, on a blog predominantly populated by twenty-something single women. It is frankly inappropriate and uncomfortable. We don't know you and you're not our dad. Ergo, topics of an intimate nature are off-limits for you when we're your primary audience. Think biblical precedent: Paul in Titus encourages the older men to mentor the younger men, and the older women to mentor the younger women. There are times when the gender divide is healthy, appropriate, good, and worthy of following. Please do so.
I remember you said that if Jennifer asked you to leave this blog, you would gladly do so at any time. I would ask you not to wait for her invitation; this is a request from all of us. Please leave. You're not doing us any good, and you're detracting from the spirit of celebration, encouragement, inquiry, problem-solving, reasoning, thought, and discussion that we’ve cultivated here over the past year.
I would also like you to know that we've been considerably kinder to you than to past posters who have bothered us with their lack of love or understanding. Read the archives if you wish. And we've been actively reigning in our frustration regarding your input. But I'm almost done being nice. I've come to view this blog as a sanctuary, and I'm tired of leaving it upset because of your comments.
We're clearly working at cross purposes here. So this is a last, nice request for you to stop posting, stop commenting, find somewhere else where you can be useful and do good, go away, and leave us alone, even if you don't really understand why. Please swallow your pride and your need to be right, and respect the request of your much younger sisters in Christ.
I'm sure a lot of Christian magazines would welcome your editorials. The Fab Females isn't the best or most logical place for them.
At 9:01 PM, October 03, 2006, Jennifer said…
Sarah, expect a call from me tomorrow! (Wednesday!) I apologize for my disappearing act. Here in New York I keep forgetting it's illegal to talk on cell phones in the car. =(
At 9:35 PM, October 03, 2006, Anonymous said…
Hello everybody- I have been reading this blog for a while now. I'm exactly your audience-- a twentysomething female who is and has struggled with staying sexual pure until marriage. I think that though some of the viewpoints are a little naive on this blog (i.e., when 21 yr. olds are wondering where Mr. Right is I can't help to roll my eyes...) but overall, I think this blog is absolutely fabulous (no pun intended). It's almost like we need these support groups among fellow Christian females (and men) - very different than simply a bible study.
However, as a reader, I'm a little taken back by your comments to Fred. If his viewpoints upset you--ignore them. Don't be upset because you disagree. Choose not to debate with him if you feel. But some might enjoy his insight and wisdom. Though I certainly agree-- I doubt Fred can fully understand the current dating culture, to say his opinion has NO value is incorrect.
And then, for a bunch of Christian girls to act in such an immature way kicking a guy off a blog who has nothing but pure intentions is not acting Christian at all! Just because you have done this in the past is no excuse.
Act Christian-like. Simmer down a little. Don't let Fred bother you so much. Don't respond to him if he does and perhaps he doesn't bother others. this blog is in hopes of bringing encouragement, discussion and better understanding. Let it fulfill it's purpose...
Leave Fred alone.
At 10:11 PM, October 03, 2006, Anonymous said…
Has anyone else been wondering why this Fred fellow comments so frequently on a forum of females 20 years younger than him? I wonder what his wife thinks.
At 6:54 AM, October 04, 2006, Marianne said…
Dear "hold the truck!"
I'm glad you like the blog and find encouragement in it. We (Sarah, Jen, and I) started it as a means of mutual support for young women (it has since expanded to include many young men) who had grown tired of and depressed by the pulpit-style preaching of the Christian establishment re: dating, sex, purity, and marriage. Since we can't stand up in church and shout our viewpoints, we decided to do it here.
The reason I reacted so violently toward "Fred"'s comments was precisely due to his increasing mouthing of church establishment views. And the fact that he could not agree to disagree. We've had disagreements here before. I have been wrong before. But usually we all agree to drop the inflammatory conversation and move on. After Sarah's and my dialogue reply to Fred's conception of female attitudes toward male attractiveness, we tried to move on. Sarah posted on something completely new. Fred then decided to restate exactly his tired old points from before under her completely unrelated new post. He was halting the debate and casting a spirit of dissension over what is usually a light-hearted forum.
To me, refusing to listen to, absorb, or weigh the other person's perspective is unconscionable on a blog on which you are the new poster. We tried to drop it. He refused. End of story.
As to the "naivete" of 21 year-old posters: I ask you to be patient with our younger members. There's something lovely about people who still have bright hopes for the future.
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