Rant: Marriage Part 1
Now you’re probably asking, why is Tim writing about marriage, he’s not getting married. Or is he? *insert sound dun-dun dun!* No, I’m not getting married but SO many people I know are. My cousin Audrey just got married this past Oct. My other cousin’s getting married in May. My old SG leader KJ is getting married in June. Wilson and Ann are getting married in August as well as Dave and Rene soon after. Then my other old SG leader Christine is getting married. With all these marriages, it just makes me think about my own future. I’ve always had this plan of finding a girlfriend in college, then we’d get married a few years after, and start having kids before 30. What a dream, right? Tim’s never even had a gf, how’s he supposed to get a wife!!! I know right! Only by the grace of God. But anyways, all these friends or people I know getting hitched just makes me feel old. And I’m saying this to people who are classmates or friends with those getting married. I know this feeling really takes a toll on women, when they see their friends getting married off. I feel like it’s the natural progression of life. You’re born, goto school, graduate, goto college, graduate, get married, have kids, spoil grandkids, die. Something like that. Now the funny thing is, as this “timeline” depicts our age, some chooose or are called to skip the end stages. Mainly the not get married part. Now my sg leader at OIL seemed to be struggling with this and giving up her ambition of being married. Not that I’m saying there’s anything wrong with that, I find it rather funny. Many of us don’t want to get married or don’t make it a point. But then there’s this propensity towards it as we age. As I recall Lynn saying something similar. “I never really wanted to get married but something in me now just wants to have kids” or something like that. Please don’t kill me Lynn 
There’s something about life that calls us to get married. Just that comfort of knowing someone tangible so intimately. (due to Christ not being really “tangible” since you can’t physically hold him) Or maybe it’s the Love-me in me calling out for an uber-choosen one or something like that. And I don’t know where I’m going with this rant but I hope you see some sort of flow of thoughts here about marriage. So I’ll just end this but note: There’s nothing wrong with and I think it’s encouraged to, pray for your future spouse. Yes honey, I’m praying for you 