I want to know. I have always wanted to know. Everything!!! But in my singleness I wanted most of all to know why love tarried. I was under the impression that, given enough information, given the right answers, I would be able to cope with my loneliness and rest peacefully …
“They sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was.” Job 2:13 The trouble for the beleaguered single is that their specter is ephemeral—it lacks substance, lacks shape, and lacks form. It …
Prolonged singleness can seem like the magic of being sawn in half with no obvious wounds. It is like a cut that hurts, but does not bleed. It is like falling from a great height with only internal injuries. Prolonged singleness is a loss that is not a loss, a …