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Three

I am celebrating myself today.

I've gone exactly three years without having a boyfriend. 

It started out on purpose, but it ended as an accident.

I made a pact with myself.  "No more dating...for a while." 

Three years ago, to my eighth grade mind, "a while" could have been a week.  But instead, I've gone three years.

And in these past three years, I've discovered myself, my strengths, my weakness, and choices I've made.  Also, I've been getting right with God. 

if there's one thing I've discovered in the last three years, it's that a boy does not complete me.  No person on earth will ever complete me.  Not even I can complete myself.

God completes me.  He values me; he gives me worth.  He is my best friend.

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