I’ve come to dread going back to Ipoh for Chinese New Year. A queasy sense of foreboding envelops me when the uncles and aunties play 21 questions:
“Do you have a girlfriend yet?”
“When are you getting married?”
“All the good girls are getting snatched up already.”
“There’s no more ‘boat’ left if you missed Suchou.” (Chinese proverb)
“Why are you so choosy?”
(A friend taught me this rejoinder, “No-lar… The GIRLS are choosy nowadays!”)
Being single and available for nearly 3 decades on earth can be easily interpreted as either a display of dignity or simply, the lack of opportunity.
Hahah… But it’s neither, OK? Yea, rite...
“Why is he still single?” My sister and her friends were discussing this topic at one wedding dinner recently (in my absence, of course). They were as anxious as I am to find someone ‘lawful’. Who knows if David will marry a Bathsheba?
I’m kinda touched by their concern and would like to give my take on it.
As in all things, I win some and I have also lost some in the game of love. For sure, celibacy is not the ideal lifestyle for me in the long run.
Actually, I’ve met some wonderful people whom I’d be reasonably happy to ‘settle down’ with. Some of them are non-Christians. At various seasons of life, I’ve been tempted to seize on some of those opportunities. (I don’t believe ‘actively seeking’ is a sign of not trusting God)
But there are various explanations for my ‘predicament’:
1) I want to fall madly in love. Don’t settle for The Only if you can’t find The One.
2) “We keep so little of the promises we made to ourselves as a child. But there are some promises we should keep”. (Ally McBeal)
3) I’m scared stiff to make such a life-defining choice now
4) Girls ARE choosy (I cud have landed on a big fish had I been 3 cms taller! haha)
Looking back, my Calvinist instinct interprets this situation as some sort of divine design too. If things had turned out differently earlier in life, I wouldn’t have had the time and energy to pursue theological reflection/studies. It seems that the events in my life have been directed (via a myriad of choice, of course) to some kind of yet-unknown purpose.
At the moment, though, I’m enjoying my freedom so much that I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way...yet. That is, until “The One and Only” comes along?
“Do you have a girlfriend yet?”
“When are you getting married?”
“All the good girls are getting snatched up already.”
“There’s no more ‘boat’ left if you missed Suchou.” (Chinese proverb)
“Why are you so choosy?”
(A friend taught me this rejoinder, “No-lar… The GIRLS are choosy nowadays!”)
Being single and available for nearly 3 decades on earth can be easily interpreted as either a display of dignity or simply, the lack of opportunity.
Hahah… But it’s neither, OK? Yea, rite...
“Why is he still single?” My sister and her friends were discussing this topic at one wedding dinner recently (in my absence, of course). They were as anxious as I am to find someone ‘lawful’. Who knows if David will marry a Bathsheba?
I’m kinda touched by their concern and would like to give my take on it.
As in all things, I win some and I have also lost some in the game of love. For sure, celibacy is not the ideal lifestyle for me in the long run.
Actually, I’ve met some wonderful people whom I’d be reasonably happy to ‘settle down’ with. Some of them are non-Christians. At various seasons of life, I’ve been tempted to seize on some of those opportunities. (I don’t believe ‘actively seeking’ is a sign of not trusting God)
But there are various explanations for my ‘predicament’:
1) I want to fall madly in love. Don’t settle for The Only if you can’t find The One.
2) “We keep so little of the promises we made to ourselves as a child. But there are some promises we should keep”. (Ally McBeal)
3) I’m scared stiff to make such a life-defining choice now
4) Girls ARE choosy (I cud have landed on a big fish had I been 3 cms taller! haha)
Looking back, my Calvinist instinct interprets this situation as some sort of divine design too. If things had turned out differently earlier in life, I wouldn’t have had the time and energy to pursue theological reflection/studies. It seems that the events in my life have been directed (via a myriad of choice, of course) to some kind of yet-unknown purpose.
At the moment, though, I’m enjoying my freedom so much that I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way...yet. That is, until “The One and Only” comes along?
Comments
Alwyn
Joanne
I emphatise with you...I have lived longer than you as a single...concerning missing the boat...my response: I'd rather miss the last boat than board the wrong one!
Cheers,
irene
http://www.ireneQ.com
"How's married life?"
"What's it like?"
"How's the in-laws?"
"When are you going to have kids?"
So hey... what a wonderful world (life, I mean) ;)
"Have you got a grandson yet?"
"Did your daughter-in-law allow you to stay with sonny?
"Is So-and-So still alive? You mean, he's still around"
"How's your EPF holding on?"
;)
Jee Seng
As abt the excuses... ha... jus laugh it off and tell them, they are many gals to choose.. but they have yet to find u.
Sometimes, it takes more effort and time to look for "rachel"