TICK-TOCK-TROKA

He noticed me alright, and he did ask me out, but he sure took his sweet time. Its two months now, and we are yet to go on that date.  Honestly, am writing this partly because am painfully aware nobody reads my blog and those who do don’t know me or they simply don’t care, so I can write anything…but the main reason for writing this is the pressure that comes with growing old. I am 24 today. And I have to take a stand.

That is the longest I have ever waited to be asked out. Okay let’s not get carried away and start judging but all the guys who have asked me out are so predictable! (Nothing personal) plus as a Christian I usually have so many factors to consider. I mean I don’t want to end up like Samson or Moses whose sons (or daughter) were merely mentioned. On the other hand I also don’t want to be an Esther, I wouldn’t know how to behave like a queen, or Naomi, am not sure I have her patience… and so I have to wait on God to write my story.

My life…okay, I know it’s never really been mine, so I have to let God do with it whatever he likes. I may not know what the next chapter holds, but I know it’s good. Whatever he throws my way he will also give me enough grace to carry it.

So it doesn’t matter how many times you (assuming I have a reader) or anyone else for that matter reminds me how fast my biological clock is tick-toking-Troka! So weather I have to wait another month or year, I will wait for he knows the plans he has for me…he’s got my back I know…and NO! Am not just consoling myself, I actually believe it.