No amount of flirting made Jesus more desirable to him.Sure, he could have provided me with every luxury in this world — except the one thing that held the most value to me. We’ve been close friends for years, but I’m Baptist and he’s Catholic.We both have pretty much the same beliefs in God and Jesus, and both strive to follow Christ, but my parents tell me that there’s such a big difference between the Baptist and Catholic religions that it wouldn’t be right for us to get together. Because I’m kind of starting to think he likes me back, and I don’t know what to do or if it would be wrong.Or when the only thing that people ask you about is your relationship status (even though you’re convinced that if it had changed, you would make sure the whole world would know about it). Worshipping the idea of marriage in place of our Creator places an expectation on that relationship to fulfill the deepest need in our hearts — which can only be filled by one person: Jesus. And while I don’t claim to be an expert on the subject, I do know that a heart truly submitted to God desires His heart first and trusts that His love will fulfill all other unmet desires.Our humanity all too often gets in the way of our relationship with Christ and His purpose and plan for our life. I don't know how much longer I will be single, but after trying to take things into my own hands, I now truly believe that whatever He’s got in store is worth fighting for.This tells us two things: one, that relationships are hard; and two, that God knows it.While there may be a lot of reasons or contributing factors as to why a Christian would make the choice to be in a romantic relationship with a non-Christian, I don’t believe that it is simply a relational issue.
It's what Paul was referring to in 2 Corinthians when he said, I know that this seems so easy to say.Suddenly I got asked out in a grocery store line-up, and then at a dollar store. So, I made the decision to spend time with this guy and got to know him. We liked a lot of the same things, had good conversations, and he made me laugh.Then, a really nice guy I met in a coffee shop asked me out. But it didn’t take long to find out that a relationship with God wasn’t even on his radar.Or mentioning their far-off distant relative who they thought might still be single (which they never were), and who they could maybe one day set me up with (which they never did).
It became hard to find peace between the God that I loved and this aching, unmet desire to find a companion. It felt like God wasn’t listening, and I was discouraged that my life seemed stuck in a pit of hopelessness with no sign of movement anytime soon.
But the local ordinary is the one who gets to make that call!