Chasing Love

I finished my first year of college! It's so crazy that I've already been out of high school for one year. I absolutely loved my first year at Baylor, but I also love being home. I've already seen a ton of people that I've missed over the past few months and it makes me super happy. I love being able to go anywhere in town and seeing familiar faces. I also absolutely loved being at church on Wednesday and being back with the praise team. I realize I'm using the word love a lot, but when I talk about Rockport, it's hard not to use it frequently.

For some reason, the word "love" has been the topic of a lot of conversations  between my friends and I lately. In college, I noticed a lot of girls were actively trying to find a soon-to-be husband. It actually comes off pretty silly sometimes. Then there's always that friend that has to have a significant other or they just can't go on with their life. Stuff like that really drives me crazy. Don't get me wrong, I'm really stinkin excited to fall in love, but I don't think I'm actively searching for that person. When they do come along, awesome. I've learned in the past few months that if something doesn't work out, there's no point in worrying about it. If it's mean't to be, Christ will work it all out for me. I was talking to one of my guy friends today that I love dearly and he was saying pretty much the same thing. Hearing a guy my age agree with me on this was really encouraging. Finding a spouse shouldn't be your priority in life. Is it awesome when it happens? I'm sure it is. Is it something I look forward to? Definitely. But is it something I'm actively searching for? Negative. When it comes along, I'll know it. I haven't gotten to that point, but I have faith that I will. I've learned the hard way, that when Christ isn't my priority, nothing falls into place like it should. I think a relationship should be Christ centered and when both of the individuals don't have Christ as their first priority, the relationship is just doomed from the start.

I'm excited to fall in love and spend my life with someone. But I don't live my life searching for him. I live my life and relax knowing that his person will come in when God feels they should. They're not here yet, but they will be eventually. I'm not gonna lie, I have pretty high expectations for the guy I'm gonna spend my life with. However, I don't think this is a bad thing at all. I think my expectations are very realistic and I know that there is a guy out there that meets those expectations.

Sorry if this is an awkward blog. I kinda feel like it is, but I haven't posted in awhile and this is what was on my mind. It floors me to think I've completed my first year of college but it has been pretty awesome. God has taught me a ton of things since leaving home and it's been tough a points, but it's turned out pretty great.

This picture pretty sums it up, huh?

Have a great week, yall!