by Oa'Toya James
My status is single and waiting. Waiting on the right man, sent by God to come and find me. And that’s it. Simple enough right? But, with regards to relationships, if it is one thing that I know, it’s that I don’t know.
So, after a promising encounter with a gentleman goes south, I question myself as to whether or not I’m being reasonable in how I think its suppose to play out. Many things go through my head, and I pose a question to God, “How will I be able to recognize him?”
What comes to mind is a Easter Egg Hunt at my church when I was in my teens.
I ( along with my siblings) held a position in the youth department, so we were responsible for hiding all the eggs. Being that we only had a parking lot to work with, all the eggs were pretty much in plain site. Stepping out the door, one quick overview and you could see all the colorful eggs lying around waiting to be picked.
My little cousin was 3 years old at the time. She was our baby. And that had its privileges. Instead of having to wait, like the others, we brought her out before service ended to pick her eggs first. She didn’t have a basket, so she had to grab what she could in her arms.
Being so young, this really was her first hunt. Most kids just run and grab the first thing they see. But it was interesting to watch as she skipped over eggs to go to particular ones. It soon became apparent she was going for the bright colorful ones, the pinks and yellows. It didn’t take her long to catch on, and after a couple of minutes she had about three little eggs in her tiny arms. But she kept walking.
She was hardly able to hold on to what she had when she spotted one more that she just had to have. It was a big pink egg. Her eyes lit up. This egg was colorful, as she liked. But it was not like the other eggs. It was bigger, its contents, more promising, and that made it more appealing to her. She knelt down to where the egg was. Studying her situation, she realized she couldn’t carry any more eggs. We watched to see what she would do. Without fuss, she very carefully and neatly laid all three of those eggs down, just to pick up that one big egg. After she obtained her egg, I expected her to try and pick up the others. But she didn’t. Holding that egg in her hand with both hands, she smiled.
All the other kids were running around her excitedly grabbing up as many eggs as they could. But for her, the hunt was over.
And that’s how you will know. In the midst of his search, he will see something in you that he just cannot pass up. And it’s so appealing to him, that he is more than willing to give up the rest, just to have you. Even though there may still be hundreds of eggs still out there in plain view, waiting to be picked, for him, having found the best of the batch, his search is over.
Ladies, say it with me…. Awwwee!