I’d like to think God has a sense of humor. After all, He created men. 

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I’ve prayed for love, questioned His timing, ignored a red flag or two (strictly for character development), and occasionally mistaken a handsome man for an answered prayer.

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But if there's one thing I've learned, it's that God's timing is perfect, even when mine is running dangerously close to another happy hour.

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I may not know what God has planned for my love life, I do know He's heard quite enough about it. So cheers to faith, finding love, and the occassional poor decision.