no guts, no glory: stomach grumble

let's say your pet monkey eats a banana laden with poisonous banana slugs and keels over dead.  instantly.  i assume your reaction would be great torrential waves of sadness and misery.  that would be expected.  of which i would allot you about 5 to 7 weeks of grieving time for your deceased.  and if you didn't deliver, i would seriously consider your mental status veering closer to the sociopath end of the spectrum.  or you're a cylon.

i've learned that in any season of life - particularly in a time of unattachment, you have to be real about your feelings, your desires.  just like if you didn't feel any sort of sadness over the death of a beloved pet, it'd be kinda weird not to experience the soup of feelings related to singleness from time to time.  so these feelings generally come from a desire to be otherwise attached.  and unless you're not of the human species, there must be a reason for this desire other than general lameballz-ness. 

to put it another way, it's kinda like when your definition of breakfast is an extra large tumbler of (drip) coffee with cream and sugar.  by noon time, you're sitting at your desk at work and the little man inside your stomach starts throwing a fit and making unpleasantly embarrassing gurgling sounds.  why?  cuz you're a fakie nutrition expert who failed to see the importance of maintaining your blood sugar levels thus causing a cascade of events leading to mad stomach.  happens for a reason.

here's what i have to say about all that.  i'm all about practical ways to combat this issue which is very very important.  but at the heart of the matter is well, where your hearts at.  so to all the single ladies (i hate this song esp @ weddings), be real with your desire and the suckiness of of not attaining it - cuz it's legitimate.  all of us have some sort of unfulfilled longing because life is just like that.  but let it point you to the ultimate fulfilment that is in meeting with christ sooommmeeedaaayyyy.  and most of the time i'm thinking hopefully sooner rather than later.  but wouldn't it be cool if part of this heavenward-seeking gave us a drive to share with other people what all the hype is about going to heaven?  so that when the day comes, i'm not on my own but standing in front of christ with friends and stuff.

so if singleness be the stomach grumbles that drives me to divine urgency, maybe that's okay =]