I'm a little annoyed. With that annoyance comes a complete inability to express myself in a loving yet critical way. I don't want to be annoyed. I want to know that the constructive criticism I've given has been received well and built upon. But I don't know that. I might never know that. Which makes this annoyance sink deeper.
This week at Naked Truth the message was on singleness. Honestly, I dreaded it. I hate being singled out because I'm single... especially because I don't want to be single. I understand the church's desire to address the single community and I appreciate their enthusiasm in reaching all of their members. But to me, talking about singleness just makes it that much more unbearable. I don't need to be told by yet another person that God has a reason for my singleness, that He has a plan. I know all of this, believe me!
This was where my annoyance started and it continued to ebb and flow over the remainder of the evening and eventually leaked into my week.
This week at Naked Truth the message was on singleness. Honestly, I dreaded it. I hate being singled out because I'm single... especially because I don't want to be single. I understand the church's desire to address the single community and I appreciate their enthusiasm in reaching all of their members. But to me, talking about singleness just makes it that much more unbearable. I don't need to be told by yet another person that God has a reason for my singleness, that He has a plan. I know all of this, believe me!
This was where my annoyance started and it continued to ebb and flow over the remainder of the evening and eventually leaked into my week.








