A Letter About Dating

Men in TuxesDear Angel,

I know our ages aren’t exactly the same (insert cough), but I think some parts of our lives are.  We both hold the distinction of being single . . . unattached . . . unmarried . . . solo.  Of course we’re approaching this from different ends of the age spectrum, but truth is truth no matter how old you are.

I hope I can help you get a handle on a few of the things I wished someone had told me about guys, dating and myself when I was your age.  Perhaps someone tried to tell me these things, but they don’t stand out in my memory.  Maybe you know all this already, but a reminder can’t hurt, can it?

In high school when I thought about dating visions of perfect hair, stunning clothes, flowers, fancy food,  horse drawn carriage rides and the theater/ballet/symphony were accompanied by a tall, handsome, attentive date.  Another dream I had was of walking around West Point with a handsome cadet in uniform before going to a spectacular ball in my gorgeous gown.  So far, I’m still waiting for a date like that—and at this point in my life the West Point thing is definitely out.  I’m old enough to be a cadet’s mother not a cadet’s date.

Anyway, those dates exist, but they’re not what dating is all about.  When I look at the previous paragraph I see lots of things about the environment, but not much about the people.  When it comes down to it, it’s really about the people.  In my high school dating imagination I was impossibly physically perfect, my date was pretty much a good-looking prop. I didn’t think much beyond that.

I think that’s part of the lies we ingest as we watch movies, read some books with unattainably perfect characters, and browse the lives of famous people on the internet and in magazines.  Their looks and accessories (material, canine, or human) are all uber-important.  Character rarely enters the picture.  How backwards we get it at times!

Character matters—both his and yours.  You’re only responsible for developing your own;  be diligent in doing that.  Don’t settle for anyone who doesn’t value your integrity and reputation or his own.  And if he doesn’t love Jesus?  Not boyfriend material—no matter how cute or kind you think he is.

There’s this interesting phenomenon I’ve noticed.  Guys who don’t seem particularly good-looking at first become more and more handsome as I see them live out their love for Jesus in very practical ways.  After a time I wonder why I didn’t think they were handsome when I met them.  Weird but true.

I think another thing we get backwards is the idea that if you’re not dating someone there’s something wrong with you.  I know this is the lie I most often swallow.  (Did you get my use of the present tense?)  I think it’s important to remember that we’re ALL in process.  We’re all (how does Aunt Tammy say it?) dirty, rotten sinners.  Some of us are just dirty, rotten sinners redeemed by Jesus.  There’s something wrong with all of us.

I know that doesn’t solve the “why not me’s” that can plague your mind.  I think the bigger thing is a tension we live with as women.  We know in the depth of our beings that we’re valuable, fun, witty, caring people who don’t need to walk around with a bag over our heads because we’re frighteningly ugly.  We’re secure in our families.  We know God loves us.  We know Jesus died for us—and would’ve if we were the only people to ever live.  Yet we want to be validated by a guy’s attention.   The rest doesn’t seem to matter some days if the right male isn’t paying attention to us.

Yeah.  I’ve been there.  Remind yourself regularly that it’s God’s opinion that matters.  He loves you more than you can imagine.  He’s not cruel.  He doesn’t withhold good gifts from you, his daughter.  Sometimes though, we think we’re asking for a loaf of bread when we’re pointing to a basket of snakes.  He can tell the difference.

Here’s the thing, dating isn’t about creating a perfect picture of who you are and who he is.  At least it shouldn’t be.  I was going to say, “At your age it should be about hanging out, having fun, learning what makes the other person laugh, what wounds their soul, what helps them heal.”  Those things are true, but they’re not age specific.  They work for me as well as for you.

Spend time with your friends—guys and girls.  Learn how to have fun together without hurting each other.  Don’t worry about being exclusive.

I think you may have it harder than many because you’re a TCK.  The lie that everyone leaves can propel you into a deeper relationship than you’re ready for.  I’ve seen it happen—TCKs who are ready for someone to be bound to them, to never leave.  They rush through dating—and it’s easy to do with another TCK because you find someone who REALLY gets you in ways that others don’t.   When you find that connection your conversations, your self-revelation rapidly deepen.

I know time is such a precious commodity for you.  Please, take time out of the equation when it comes to dating at this point in your life.  Even though it doesn’t feel like it, you’ve got plenty of it.

I can hardly wait for this fall when we’ll not only be on the same continent but in the same town!

Love you to the moon and back—


P.S. I’m claiming my right to approve of any boy who wants to date you next year.  Yes, you can approve my dates if I ever have any.  Fair is fair.

P.P.S.  If you want to read a different post I wrote about where my heart is at on this, go here.

photo courtesy of Jeremy Lusk

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