And All Other Things

I found the following video on Carlos Whittaker’s blog.

He was filming the EPK for his new record.

What happened was amazing.

But then again everything is amazing with God.

(Quoted from Carlos’ blog)

If you listen carefully at the end you hear me saying this to Danny.
“Keep trying to make it man.”
He looked me square in the eye…cocked his head sideways with a confused look on his face…and said,
“Trying to make it? No man. I ain’t trying to make it…I’m making it. Jah puts His soldiers everywhere. Jah says, Yea though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death… So He places some of us, in that valley.”

He is the God of second chances.

He is the God of mercy.

Of our salvation.

God is.

At least the updates about it are moving.

I am leaving this blog about what it was intentionally meant. Stuff.

Things workout related will move to my workout site found here.

So, if you want to read about stuff in my life, then continue here.

And If you want to follow my fitness, move here.

And while we’re at it, if you want to follow my acting life, go here.

If you want to read about all three, cool.

If you want to read about none…I understand.

I’ll get over it.

One day.

Hopefully

This post is  about something different than the last ones. There is more to life than working out after all. This post concerns something else on my radar.

My lack of love life.

Yep. I have been single for 10,291 days (10,292 at the end of this day).

That’s 28 years, 2 months, 3 days (4 days at the end of this day).

Ok, I know that the first years of my life don’t count, but it makes it more dramatic, no?

It’s funny because so many people tell me, “oh, it’s because you’re picky.” But I think one has to have people approaching or asking one out to be picky. Basically, you have to have people interested in you to say no to. I do not have that.

And I am doing the online dating thing… well attempting it, but nothing so far. It kinda feels like if I can’t even do it right online, do I even have any hope??

Ok, before this turns into a “woe is me” (before??), let’s just get to the reason for my post. It was because of this post and this post. I loved them both. In regards to the first link, I literally could not have said it better myself. Jummy wrote this about herself, but I could have very well dictated it to her. It’s exactly what I think about often. This is the part that got me thinking the most:

I hope my time will come, I think it will, but every now and then I wonder. I also greedily wonder whether my “story” will be one that I’ll share with excitement, and get shivers reliving. Then I wonder if, as I get older, I should give up lower my expectations on some of the more romantic elements of a relationship and focus on compromising with someone who I care about and who cares about me. Maybe that’s part of growing up.

I do not want to compromise, but I get scared and think that I may have to. That I may have to settle for Mr. Good Enough. I feel that I already do that often in life. That I settle for something that I like, but not love. With something that is ok, and not the best. With things that will be fine, but not amazing. I fear that I will do that with my love life. I know I won’t do it, but I fear that I may.

Does that make sense?

And I am romantic person. Most people do not know this about me, but I am. I dream of someone who will look at me with eyes of such love that I can feel it from across the room. I pray for someone who will call me in the middle of the day just because he wants to hear my voice. And who will not be annoyed when I call him just to say hi and tell him about something funny I just saw. I want someone who loves me like Ragamuffin Soul and Whittaker Woman love each other. Look at this.

I want to be married to the love of my life. Is that too much to ask?

Sometimes what I want seems like it is a lot to ask. I don’t know. I don’t think it is, but as I get older, I’m afraid that my chances are slipping away. I feel myself losing hope.

But then I remember to turn to prayer. With that I try to clear my head and remember Psalm 37:4.

Sometimes it’s hard though.

Ok, so there is a slight…well not change of plans, because the plans are essentially the same, but a slight addition to plans. Mr. Carlos at Ragamuffin Soul is doing a challenge. It’s the Ragamuffin Soul 30 Day Holiday Health Challenge. This explains it:

Now, as we all I know, I am doing a 90 Workout Bonanza (ooh that sounds more exciting that it actually is), but after reading Carlos’ entry, I realized that I am lacking. I am selling myself short. It is evident that I need to be in shape in more aspects than physical. My spiritual life needs strengthening (like, a lot) and I can work on myself relationally as well. Therefore, I am tweaking my challenge to include those aspects. I am still going to keep it at 90 days though.

Side note: While the relationship component of most people doing this challenge involves romance, mine, of course, does not.

Let’s not talk about that right now… sigh.

So here goes.

My 3 Goals

1. Physical: Lengthen, lean and tone. Try to drop to 130.

2. Spiritual: Memorize the book of John.

3. Relational: Take my parents out of a date, separately. Make more time to be a mentor to the girls in my church. Hang with the sister and the brothers.

There it is.

Only a mere 85 days

P.S. I’m trying to get my sister to take pictures to document this event. It may come in time…

I feel more complete already.