I'm with you! I'm thinking that doesn't technically make either one of us a "scaredy cat," I think we're just aware of what's right for each of us personally, and what isn't. I closed down my account on Sunday (cue gargantuan sigh of relief) and can safely say this experience hasn't been for me. Interestingly, in a random (or not so random) twist of events, my best guy friend in another city met my former roommate (and dear friend) who lives here via the same service, and they've *completely* hit it off (of course I endorsed it!). Occasionally the gems find each other on these sites, and I'm assuming that's when God directs it as so. But my experience this time around has just been a headache, a study in comedies of errors (I've got book material, I'm tellin' ya!), and I'm going back to the more traditional methods, at least for a while. I was convicted last week by a lecture I heard that I not only need to be a good steward of my money and time, but also my emotions! And for me, personally, this wasn't the best emotional investment for the time being.

Trusting that God will supply!

This is too funny – and weird. I just shared this with Tami Heim, so I am going to cut and paste and share with you, too.

Back in 1971, I was working as little as possible as a special duty nurse at U of M hospital and taking classes. I applied for a job in an OB-GYN office but was turned down because they hired another nurse with OB experience.

Dennis was working for Ortho Pharmaceuticals, a division of J&J specializing in family planning products. He had decided to quit and go to grad school. I did not know him yet.

The nurse got pregnant, and they called me. Dennis' boss talked him out of leaving.

(God thing, of course. And later we found out we had grown up on the same "street"–U.S. 27–200 miles apart. Sometimes you don't see God's hand in "coincidences" until years later.)

Dennis was called a "detail man." Our first conversation was about the effectiveness of one foam over another.

My future matron of honor called him into the break room one day when he was calling on the doctors and told him to ask me out because she didn't like the guy I was currently dating.

We were married 6 months later. December will be…counting on fingers…38 years!

I was obviously not looking. I had no clue that the Christmas of 1970 would be my last as a single person. But God did.

Blessings,
Sandy

How I met my husband: I’ve been married for 15 years and met my husband when I was 21.I know; seems so young! He started attending church with me and unlike all the other girls who were trying to impress the “new blood” of the college group I was just being myself. I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend. We had a mutual friend and after college group a bunch of us would go for dessert or snack. I was the only girl “allowed” to ride in the boy’s car. I always thought it was because I was “safe”. but now look back and realize that David kinda liked me. At the time I just thought we were great friends.

He asked me to go sailing with him on the SF bay and I turned him down twice because I had a drama performance one time and a rehearsal the next time. (we learned a musical in Russian to go as a mission trip over there during the summer….. I had the “major” part: A long, 2 page monologue that I refused to learn in the russian language…. It was agreed that it’d be translated) Finally, the 3rd time I played hooky from drama practice and went sailing. He proposed to me a year after that. (on the same sailboat) and a year later we were married in a meadow outside his parent’s home with his pastor grandfather officiating the ceremony. I now have 3 kids and love him and my family so much.

i met my wife in a hot tub in hawaii. seriously. we were vacationing with our families and they got to know each other long before there was any love connection. we ended up becoming best friends even though we never lived in the same town. then one day i realized that she was the only one in the world that could ever put up with me for a lifetime… so i called her and told her to not say anything and just listen… and from a phone booth in burbank, ca i did what men don’t really like to do and that is to open up and lay it all on the line. i told her she was my best friend, that i could not imagine my life without her and that i truly loved her and that i thought we should be together. after the awkward silence, she responded “are you done? you have made me 10 min’s late for my date with my new boyfriend”. not the response that i was looking for and in fact we ended up not talking for months. then one day she needed a friend again… not a boyfriend, just the old friend that knew her, accepted her and loved her. and something magical happened. for some reason she said to herself that maybe it was worth trying to take the relationship to the next level. when she opened herself up to it, it felt right immediately. i asked her to marry me like the next day. surprised everyone that thought we were just friends. and that was 21 years ago last Friday.

so hang in there. God has indeed created someone just for you. and the wonderfulness of God is that he will surprise you…

thanks for sharing your blog with us. its a joy to read. – john