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In Active Pursuit

December 10, 2016

I have done a lot of thinking in the past few days about who I am and what I want in a guy. Not the superficial things but the deep things that make up who we are deep down.

Specifically, I feel that as a female I want a man to pursue me because I matter. Not to be conceited but I am special and the guy I date should see that. Therefore some guy who give me an unanswered question, I feel, doesn't see my worth.

I'm not saying that a girl can't go for what she wants because any girl has every right to do what she wants. I just want a guy that see the worth created in me by God and pursues me for those reasons.

As much as I want someone right now because I'm so tired of being alone. I have my own human timeline in mind that I have forgotten what it means to have someone truly pursue you.

I look at it like this; years ago, I watched this devotional thingy and it asked the question "are you the person you're looking for is looking for?" Am I so deeply routed in God that the man I want will get lost in God trying to find me? That is what I want and that isn't what I am getting it. Then, where is the disconnect?

I have had too many shades of grey in my romance life to try and figure it out myself anymore. I don't know where God is leading me in this part of my life but I have realized one thing out of Applebee's boy.

If a guy is not in active pursuit of God first and then makes me a priority to pursue then he doesn't truly want me. It's time to be in active pursuit of God and make a guy lose himself in the Lord over me.

Are you in active pursuit of God?

xoxo,
Em

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