I wanted to save the last paragraph of chapter 4 for a separate post (page 37):
Each encounter strengthened the suspicion that I might be falling in love with this man. A delicious feeling, but not very sensible for a woman trying to steer a straight course for the mission field, which, I thought, was supposed to be Africa or the South Seas.
Precisely how did one pour at God’s feet the “treasure store” of one’s love? Well, I promised myself, I’ll find out when I really do fall in love. There’s no such involvement yet. [Emphasis mine]
There’s a tendency in evangelical culture to assign duties and responsibilities and challenges to distinct stages of life, whether or not that topic actually applies to you. If you’re single, you’re probably worried about finding your life partner. If you’re married, odds are you’re struggling with communication and submission. If you’re a man, I’ll bet you struggle with porn. If you’re a woman, it’s those emotions, isn’t it?
Particularly in the Christian subculture that prioritizes accountability partners and discipleship groups and taking every thought captive, there’s an undeniable social (if not spiritual) pressure to confess to each other your thoughts, actions, intentions, and sins. If you are in such a subculture and you start dating someone, there are certain types of things you are supposed to confess to each other and discuss in bible study. People start asking about how much time you’re spending together and do you think it’s too much and if you are holding this relationship with an open hand and have you talked about how you’re going to maintain your purity and have you talked about how he’s going to lead in the relationship. This is intrusive, sure, but it’s pretty par for the course if you’ve signed up for an intrusive sort of Christian fellowship. Fair enough.
It gets more difficult, though, when you start dating someone your fellow Bible Study-ers won’t approve of. Maybe you know they’ll think you moved too fast. Maybe you know they don’t think he’s Christian enough. Maybe they think you’re too young, or too busy, or too distracted by this new relationship. Maybe they worry that your relationship with God will suffer. It doesn’t matter what the reason is: the result is that you don’t want to admit to them that you’re actually dating this person because you don’t want to deal with the judgement.
And there will be judgement. There will be gossip passed along as “prayer requests.” There will be coffee dates where you awkwardly talk about everything else before your accountability partner says, “I wanted to talk about your relationship. How do you think it’s going?” There will be suspicions about how pure you are keeping this new relationship–do you really think you should be spending that much time alone together?
But there’s a very easy way to avoid this whole thing: just don’t admit you’re dating. Say you’re hanging out or waiting for God’s timing or interested, but not rushing into anything. Best of all, say you’re praying about it. This will encourage solemn nods of understanding and encouragement. “That’s so wise!” they’ll say. Then no one can ask about your relationship because, officially, you’re not in one. Continue reading