Those words mean so much, don’t they? Another couple has decided, for whatever reason, to go through life together. It’s pretty awesome, especially when it’s a perfect match.
OK, OK, I need to ask for your
hand in marriage forgiveness because the title of this post is completely misleading. I, Ben, the writer, am not engaged.
*frown* (my parents)
*howl* (my dogs, knowing they still have my full attention)
I do hope to be engaged and married at some point in my future. In my past, though, you can count on one hand the relationships I’ve had that were even a possibility. Of those relationships, I wonder about one particular girl, and how she’s doing. We ended badly and I’ve had to sort through my own stuff because of that but we’ve both moved on and are hopefully better for it. But I know one day I’ll get the news she’s engaged.
“Hey, Ben. Did you hear about ***? She’s engaged!”
“May blessings rain down on her and her lovely finance,” I’d say.
I wasn’t always as wise, mature, enlightened, and kind as I am now *sarcasm* but there was a time hearing about her engagement would have probably devastated me.
I would’ve thought, “She won.”
But now, no. It’s not a competition. We weren’t, and aren’t, literally racing to the alter. Although the competitive side of me now wants to race someone. Hmmm. Before I get totally sidetracked, I’ll wrap this up.
I hope she finds the guy that’s a perfect fit for her. I hope she gets engaged. I hope she gets married. When I hear the news, I’m envisioning that my heart will be happy for her. That’s what I pray for anyway. That God has so changed my own heart that where I once was bitter and competitive, I’m now at peace.
One day a guy will balance the sun on his knee, and she’ll give herself a high five, and I’ll think,
“Crap! She DID win!” “That’s pretty awesome.”
-Out of the Wilderness