Even when boys had cooties, I envisioned myself getting married, and riding off into the sunset with a handsome prince. I guess, I didn’t equate the boys on the playground playing with grub worms to Ariel’s Prince Eric, or Princess Jasmine’s Aladdin, or even Belle’s Beast (post-transfiguration.)
Some boys grow up quickly, while others take longer to mature; and honestly, some never will. “A boy in a grown man’s body.” Just like Peter Pan, these guys live in some sort of fairytale land, where there is no such thing as growing-up. We all know the type. In less than 10 seconds, three of these characters came to mind. Would these men make great husbands? Maybe at some point; yes! But right now, the answer is a definite “no.” As Christian women we need to understand and accept that and keep moving towards all that God has for us.
“Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?” Like a magnet, I used to gravitate towards the bad-boy type. Being with a “bad boy” was exciting and adventurous; but like any adventure that is not right in God’s eyes, there is danger. When the polarity of my good-girl status wore-off, the bad boy would move towards the next good girl in line; and I would be left to cope with the pain of rejection.
About every 300,000 years, earth’s magnetic field weakens as the magnetic poles switch, due to the gradual movement of earth’s core. In the process of dating a non-Christian the poles of my heart began their reversal as my faith grew weaker. Through the help of Christian women in my life, I was able to strengthen my faith, and realign my heart with God’s. Now I know the truth about bad-boys. There’s no metaphor, or play on words. These guys are just bad; and by dating one I was no better. God’s Word reveals the truth. Through Jesus we can experience life to the fullest, joy, and happiness.
You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16:11
Prior to meeting my husband, I walked through the hardship of an unhealthy dating relationship, and experienced the pain of its aftermath. Ending that relationship was an act of faith. I knew that God was calling me to it, but I was terrified of the unknown. As far as I could see, there was only darkness ahead. What if darkness is all there is? I wondered. Gripping God’s hand, I stepped into the darkness. Shortly ahead there was sunlight, but I would not have never discovered all that God had for me, if I had not followed Him into the unknown. God rewards great faith. Take David and Goliath for example; the story of Esther; and Ruth. My husband has been better than any man I could have dreamt-up. We each learned how to let God lead our hearts; and met after a season of singleness.
The day I shut the window of my heart; and told every Peter-Pan who zipped by, to stop coming around, and go back to Neverland, I experienced freedom in Christ. That’s when I was able to fly. Married or single, the devil sets snares to catch any prince or princess who walks apart from God. We must pursue Christ and allow him to lead us all the way to; and even through our happily-ever-afters.