Does the concept of having that one person set aside just for you somewhere out there in the world truly exist?
Sorry to pop the bubble of romantic fairy tale stories. I grew up being a hopeless romantic myself, but somehow I realized that it’s not exactly a myth, but certain exaggeration. You don’t listen to bells rings, but definitely your heart skips a beat in a certain way. But definitely no way you hear music, unless you are in a rock concert or an Italian opera and you meet someone…then for sure!
Yes, I believe God has destined a certain person as your soul mate. I found mine. I also have written a story that I will share with you. I don’t think you will hear bells, but what I found out I was very comfortable with my soul mate and I also was enjoying myself. Your soulmate should accept you for “you.” You shouldn’t have to pretend or put on a facade. Here is the article; I hope it inspires you. Don’t be lead by your head and a soul mate “list”, be led by your heart. Your soul mate will compliment and complete you.
Check out my article today.
Don’t give up. God bless.
There is someone for everyone. I wouldn’t say that it is limited to just one person, and what I mean by thing is.. just because two people do not click at first does not mean they wouldn’t make it. And there are more than one person with similar interests (in faith, likes, mental connection), so if you come across one, it doesn’t mean that if run can into another that you weren’t meant to be with the other person. But I will say that you should give them a chance if there is a connection there. To sum it all up, if you do give this type of person a chance and it just-so-happen to not work out does not mean that there isn’t another out there.
Here is my story if they allow me to print it all.
This is more than the Soul Mate story- I wanted you to know what happened before this. I hope this story blesses you. I have passed this on to a few women already. I’m also placing it in the book I’m writing.
As I was approaching my late teens, I began to realize I wasn’t very comfortable in my faith. I became bored during mass, and my mind would wander. To me each mass was similar. However, in spite of this new awareness, I continued to attend ST. Mary’s.
In 1983, I was engaged to an Italian Catholic. We were to be married two years later. Well, we never did marry. In December of the following year, my fiancé broke off our engagement.
I was upset at first, but I realized if I had married him it would have been a big mistake. He became very controlling after we were engaged. We probably would have ended up divorcing each other.
After our break up I had become very depressed, nervous, and lost most of my self esteem. I told one of my high school friends about the break up. Hearing this, she decided to invite me to an organization called Single Purpose. Single Purpose was a non-denominational fellowship group.
I enjoyed being around people that were positive and accepted me as I was. We shared wonderful evenings of prayer, food, and fellowship. I even had the wonderful opportunity to go on two retreats. These retreats were fun, inspiring, and peaceful.
I had made some really good friends in this group, but most importantly, I learned how to have a personal relationship with God. Having been brought up in the Catholic faith, this was such an awakening for me. This concept went beyond all the rules I had to obey, or the religious holidays I was told to observe.
I learned that nothing is a coincidence; everything happens for a reason. I also learned to converse with God, and even learned to thank Him for the little things He did in my life. My life had so much more meaning than before.
Before I continue, I want to share how God used my relationships (love life, or lack there of) to draw me closer to him.
As much as I enjoyed Single Purpose, my heart longed for a deeper relationship with a man. Most of the guys were nice, and I even dated a few of them. However, I never found the relationship I was looking for. I was filled with despair and disappointment, and I decided to leave the fellowship a year later.
Unfortunately, though, after I left Single Purpose, I wasn’t reading the bible much anymore. I did; however, continue going to my home church on my own.
My life was filled with many short term relationships. I even began to backslide. I wasn’t depending on God. I even placed advertisements in newspapers looking for men, and I answered ads as well.
In January 1989 I had reached my limit. I was asked to go on a cruise with a new friend I had met in choir class. We both were hoping we would meet Mr. Right.
Well we didn’t find any eligible bachelors on the ship. This was my last hope. When I came home, I decided I would let “fate” take its course.
Shortly, after I made that decision, I found an ad for Christian singles group. I mailed in my application, and soon I was receiving all kinds of mail from eligible Christian men all over the United States.
Finally, I was leading a very interesting and exciting life. I was corresponding with men, dating men. However, once again none of the relationships lasted.
Early the next year, a “short” note was delivered to me. My first reaction was to throw it away and not respond. I did; however, read it and everything this man wrote sounded wonderful. So I decided to write back to him, and I included my photo and phone number. To my surprise, he called me. He had such a nice voice on the phone. We talked for a while. We discovered that we only lived 15 minutes apart. That was amazing. All the other guys I corresponded with lived out of state.
We met at my favorite diner down the road from my house. I anxiously went into the restaurant, and took a peek around the dinning room. There he was. He had a lot of hair in a big perm. My first thought was I’ll leave, and he won’t see me. However, something changed my mind. I listened to that little voice in my head and walked over to him. I am so glad I did. I learned a very valuable lesson that day: Don’t always rely on first impressions. We talked for hours and this date led to many more.
Once again the Lord stepped into my love life- when I finally let go, and let Him take control.
Carl and I dated and enjoyed our time with each other. I remember on Valentine’s Day he gave me a beautiful delicate golden cross necklace. After receiving it, I knew that this guy was really special. I struggled to find a gift for him. Finally, I decided to buy him a wooden plaque that had an inspirational poem about “waiting” engraved on it. I didn’t know this at the time, but this plaque would become very symbolic in our marriage.
It didn’t take me long to fall in love with him, although I didn’t tell him that right away. I didn’t even speak of getting married: I was afraid I would scare him off.
On our six month anniversary, he openly said those sweet words I had longed to hear: “I love you.” As we were dancing on New Year’s Eve, he gave me a kiss and asked me to marry him. We were married in my Catholic church on September 22, 1990. My vow came true: I married Carl when I was 29 years old. I had vowed I would be married before I was 30.
Shortly after that, I decided to send a note of thanks, along with a donation to the church that sponsored the Christian Singles. I never received a response from them. The next time I looked in the shopper’s guide, the ad was no longer there. When an opportunity opens, seize the moment. Don’t delay. You never know what great rewards God has in store for you.
I didn’t know it at the time, but my meeting Carl, and marrying him, would be a great milestone in both of our lives. Of course marriage itself is a joyous event. However, as the years passed, our Lord was using our blessed union to draw us closer to Him.
