
I'm going to skip all of the clever introductions and segues and just get straight to the point (a rarity around here, eh?): I need to give up singleness.
That makes a lot of sense, right?
Let's break it down a little, shall we? When I say that I need to give up singleness, I mean that I need to stop using it as my crutch, stop using it as the one place in my life where things aren't yet fixed, aren't yet worthy or finished.
I need to stop seeing singleness as a problem or illness. Stop seeing it as a place where I can throw myself pity parties. A place where I can constantly moan and grown and dig myself into a deeper hole.
While it's fine and dandy to be honest (a trait I not only admire but intentionally look for in my friendships these days), it's also important to be honest with yourself and your relationship with God--and that's where I felt the calling to give up singleness as how I was viewing and living it out.

And singleness cannot be my pity party. I am wayyy too blessed to let my life be a pity party because of one dream that hasn't played out. I cannot let that control me and I cannot let the devil control me that way. I need to let it go, give it to Jesus, and just live.
I need to live out my days, not count them down until the day my prince charming comes.
Because He's already here, living right inside my heart.