Reason for my season

It’s a wonder to choose based on reasons which cannot be easily explained.
Everyone expects me to be married - how hard can it be to choose from all your friends? Sometimes I even wonder if I’m not at fault.

But long ago, when I cast my lot with heaven's King, I had decided in my heart, "If Your presence doesn't go with me, I don't want to leave this place."
My unwritten motto - unless the Lord builds a house, the labourers labour in vain.

I will marry - not for the companionship that comes with it or the sensual delights that mark the road but for the singular joy of bringing God's will to pass on the earth.

I will wait until God looks from on high and says "it is not right for this man to be alone, I will bring him a help-comparable fit for him"