Missed Connections

Well it’s March first. According to San Jose State’s admission’s webpage they we begin notifying their applicants to tell them if they’re accepted to the Masters in Social Work program beginning this month but I checked my mailbox today and I didn’t find any letter from them, so the wait continues, and if they want they can wait as long as June to notify you.

This week something kind of fun happened, I wrote my first “missed connection”. For those who don’t know what a “missed connection” is, it’s something that craigslist does where you can post a description of a sighting or brief interaction you had with someone and (usually) profess your romantic intensions. So my post was for a particular sandwich maker at the New Leaf Market downtown, I see her in there all the time and was suspicious that either she’s just super nice or that she might be flirting with me, in the post I asked if I was crazy or was there some chemistry between us, 3 days later this is the response I received:

“My coworker told me about your post. Thank you, I am quite flattered. Well, I don't think you are crazy. You seem to be a very kind person. I've seen you at Vintage Faith (I recently started going), and I find that just delightful. So perhaps we can chat it up next Sunday, I'd love to get to know you. No doubt I will see you at New Leaf before that, so see you soon. –Katie-“

Well it was good timing because my housemate was also meeting a girl at church this week so the four of us sat together and then all got lunch afterwards and it ended up being really fun, especially since my housemate’s date bought us all lunch! (side-note: I need to practice that kind of generosity more often)

Something I’m struggling with is the fact that no matter how good things are going in my life I seem to always measure my happiness by how well my love life is going, and that’s just a shame. A girl who’s opinion I respect said that we’re all built that way but I think of people in the Bible like Paul who lived in celibacy and were still very happy, heck, way more happy than me. God promises that when we seek him first everything else will be added to us, but even though I know I’m not totally slacking I do know that I’m not killing it in the putting God first department. I always get myself in trouble when I think of how good I have to be doing with God before he’ll bless me with someone I’ll spend the rest of my life with, because I know it doesn’t work that way.

Maybe I’m need to worry more about missing my connection with God before I worry about missing my connection with “Beautiful Downtown New Leaf Sandwich Maker”