I'm going to tell you a secret: I'm terrible at waiting.

Well, okay, you probably know that's not a secret. The secret is this: last week I let a friend convince me to sign up on this free online dating site. My first reaction was to scoff. Then she said she'd made some friends, and I reluctantly allowed myself to start thinking, "well, maybe..." So I went to the site and filled out all their stupid questions and for a couple days, it was something interesting to do while I was at home on vacation. But it didn't take long to get tired of the lame emails from weirdos who obviously didn't read anything I wrote, since half of them were calling me "babe" or asking about hooking up. I've always been anti-online-dating, because it's just weird. But now I'm serious. It's out of my system. And I'm out of their system.

I'm going to wait on the Lord now. I know I've told other people that it's when you stop looking that the right one shows up. It's time to take my own advice and let God take care of the details. I'm going to stop thinking about boys and start focusing on what really brings joy. Because in the boy-vs.-joy battle, joy is always the winner. Because it lasts forever.

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