My ever-wise roommate suggested something that turned my brain upside down.
Grove City attracts some nice, shy, white, upper middle class, private schooled Christian guys who want a Finance or Biology degree, a nice Christian wife, 2.5 kids, a nice house with a big lawn, a suburban megachurch they go to on Sundays. These nice guys make up a large part of our campus. That's their Christian American dream, and ain't nothing wrong with that. I wish them well.
IT JUST MAKES ME THROW UP A LITTLE.
And that's why the guy for me might not be here. (Or doesn't exist...and that's not a sad thing.) Those change-the-world types don't usually come here. And that is refreshingly very ok, especially to have it in words for the first time.
My ever-wise father emailed me a letter telling me he understood my annoyances, and told me I was beautiful and worthy of someone I didn't have to compromise for. I had to hold back my tears in class as I read it.
And my ever-wise and also extremely funny mother sent me this song and a few texts that changed my perspective on my life in 5 minutes...the kinds of texts only a mama can send.
As always, but more in particular after my latest blog post, I'm blessed by the people God puts closest to me, pouring truth into my life, even about the little things like love and relationships. I'm also blessed God put me at a college where the guys I meet are majorly unappealing to me because of their Christian American dream, and the blessing it's been to be single during my senior year and probably what will be the next few years, and how that's drawn me closer to God without the distraction of learning to love someone romantically, and also freed me to mentor tons of amazing women without being tethered by a dude.
So, friends and family, here's to you. Here's to God being bigger than everything ever. Here's to not compromising. Here's to giving out hugs on Valentine's Day to people who look like they need one. Here's to great parents. And here's to believing in a love that will not let us go.
xoxo Jo
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