I remember the hardest day of the week for me when I was single was Sunday. Specifically Sunday right after church.
Many of my other single friends would have plans with their families that day, but not me. My family lived 9 hours away.
So, I’d walk through the parking lot watching young moms ooh and ahh over Sunday school artwork and I’d think, “Their lives seem so blissfully full.”
I’d walk past an older couple holding hands and think, “They are so lucky to have such an easy, breezy life.”
I’d walk past a gal walking arm in arm with her boyfriend and think, “She is so fortunate to feel loved.”
And then I’d get in my car and decide happiness, fulfillment, and contentment were something to hope for in the future, when I found the life I desperately wanted.
Boy, do I wish I could go sit in that car beside my single self and tell her some life-giving truths I now know…
I’m sharing 3 of those truths over at (in)courage today. Click here to read more!