"Is there any hope for me?!" (Written By Mariah)

No, ladies and gentleman, when I wrote the above sentence I was not referring to the much debated subject of life and the afterlife. I was referring to Anna Sophia Botkin's recent post about turning 25.


She said that her life probably couldn't have deviated any farther than what she had imagined as a teen. That is when I uttered that desperate cry! OK, maybe I'm making a bigger deal out of it than most would, but anybody that knows me, knows that I am a homebody, to the extreme and would be happy and content if I never went to the mall again for the rest of my life. And if God made her confront her fears, then...oh boy. This is how my life will be if it goes the opposite of my plans:

1. I'll get married when I'm in my thirties (YIKES that's horrible considering I want to be in the bonds of holy matrimony at the age of 18)
2. I'll somehow end up as the president or vice president's wife (or some other leading figure)
3. I'll  only have one or two kids, or worse: none! (a hankie please!)
4. The man I marry (if I end up married) will either hate or be allergic to dogs and horses and would prefer cats (if you find cats in my future house then you may either assume that the worlds coming to an end or that it was forced upon me!)
5.  I will have to either sing or speak in front of a large audience

When I was between six and ten I used to wish that I could be a female hermit and have only dogs as my company.  Now I've changed my mind about that, but I'm not too keen on changing my mind about marrying a cat loving, dog hating man.  If one of them ever asked me to marry him I would say very soberly:


"Please sir, I'd rather not." in a nice, polite English accent. 


I would also prefer to marry a Southerner. If a Yankee asked me, I would say in my normal accent:


"If you promise to give up all rights and privileges obtained in your home state, move down to Texas and swear to never uproot and plant me and any kids we eventually have in any other state or country excepting Oklahoma and Scotland, (or with the possible exception of Montana or Alaska), I will consider it." 

As you can see, it is brief and to the point, no beating around the bush, or fancy wording. He knows where I stand and can decide what to do from there.


Okay, okay, I am not so immature as to  reject a perfectly good man because he is from the North or loves cats or feels called to move somewhere else. Obviously the Lord knows what He is doing and will send the right man at the right time and will prepare my heart for whatever calling He would have for us. :)








Mya :D