I went to a singles ward for the first time in more than two years yesterday.
It was a completely bizarre experience. There were, like, couples everywhere, hugging' and kissin' and back-rubbin' up and down and all the way through the promised land. The wife of a newly-called member of the bishopric said it was 'sexy' to keep covenants right over the pulpit, prompting outrageous - and, in some cases, absolutely horrified - laughter. I didn't really know what to think, honestly, but I felt a little out of place at times, like a fish who left the sea, got stuck in an aquarium, and then escaped through a dentist's office.
All references aside, the experience was good in that it gave me a sneak peek of what I have to look forward to in a few weeks and that I'm not completely unfamiliar with the game. Indeed, I was heavily reminded that being single is not really a lonely time. Really, the Lord is always there to help you out and give you guidance. When you're gunning for eternity, someone is reaching for you on the other side.
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