As I was doing my Bible study this morning, I came across this question: “How do you feel God singing a song of love over you?” Usually when I read things like this, I have a Sunday school response that pops into my head, “Jesus died on the cross for me.” But today, I’m ashamed to say, my first thought was of my material blessings: my fabulous apartment, a functioning car, family and friends who love me, a job I can’t wait to get to each day. I was immediately taken aback. I am such an American! I think God loves me because I have things that make me happy and comfortable. Which is why, when I get in a funk about being single, sometimes I wonder if God is taking as good care of me as He should, or if He really loves me if He is withholding the blessing of a mate.
I started thinking more about blessings, and how the Bible says that we have every spiritual blessing in Christ. And how I equate comfort with joy, and blessing with having what I want. I thought about how I don’t really thank God for the spiritual blessings I have in Christ because they are often so intangible. I mean, I can see my apartment and my car, I can touch my family. But eternal life? Righteousness in Christ? I know I have these things, but I don’t often take time to experience them on more than an intellectual level. What would that even look like?
What if all these tangible blessings were taken away? I would be no less blessed in Christ than I am now. What if I had the additional blessing of a mate? I would be no more blessed in Christ than I am now. Not that I shouldn’t be thankful for and enjoy the material things God has given me, but they are not the proof of God’s love for me. The cross of Jesus is. What if I experience desiring the blessing of a mate so that my appreciation of the spiritual blessings God has given me is sharpened? Like a blind person, whose other senses are sharpened because one is missing. They are keenly aware of the most minute sounds and their fingers become sensitive enough to read what appears to be a complex system of bumps because they are not distracted by sight. As I am going through life alone, how am I more keenly aware of God’s presence and help?
Would I be more attuned to my spiritual blessings with a mate, or would he be a hindrance to me experiencing the richness of God’s love for me? Does my desire for a husband drive me to seek pleasure and fulfillment in God, or am I trying to find satisfaction in earthly things?