Boaz

Boaz. What a name, right? Not something you would name your first-born or any child for that matter. I have been reading through Ruth and thinking about my Boaz. I want someone who is strong, not just physically, but spiritually and mentally. I need someone who can challenge me and help me pursue my love relationship with Jesus. I want someone who will walk beside me and minister to the people we will be called to. I look forward to submitting to this man. I can’t wait to share my life with him, but I am not looking for him. I am waiting on him. I think there is a huge difference in looking for someone and waiting on someone. I know God has the right Boaz for me and that he will come when we are both ready. I know that God has called me to marriage and a family and I have recently been more excited about not looking for him. Waiting for him is so much nicer. I don’t have to worry about making things work or messing things up. God is doing it and he never fails. Singleness was such a burden until a few years ago. It weighed on me and stressed me out. I was overwhelmed by wedding showers and candlelit ceremonies; wondering when it would be my turn? Now as I embark on a new journey of seminary and meeting new people and finding a new church, I find myself looking to Jesus to lead me and place me where I need to be.  It’s nothing like I thought, but that’s exciting too! I am completely satisfied with who I am in Jesus and where He is leading me. It’s an overwhelming feeling to feel this. I feel unworthy, but thankful.