So without being too personal, what makes you feel that way?
Is it the waiting?
I do not think it is God that I am waiting on. I think it is a combination of time and place with circumstance and two people seeing clearly at the identical moment what is before them.
As if that wasn't hard enough to coordinate. It would keep God busy, I think.
God:(OVER THERE OVERTHERE. LOOK. say SOOMMETHINNGG!!)
Me: (Hm, read, read, read... --think think: groceries; read read read; --think: pay the rent and make sure I don't forget to price Bionicles for the birthday party...Read. read...)
Him: Wax the car, wax the car... ---think think: sure is boring out here. I wonder what is on T.V...?)
Death of a perfect happy ending.
If you were directing that toward me. Well I just never had any luck meeting anyone.