No Boys Allowed



In no way am I against men. Trust me. I'm over coming an addiction.  There actually could be one right now that I'm addicted to because I can't seem to shake him.  -But whatever.  As the days go by, I’m beginning to see all of the wonderful and abundant qualities that a good man has to offer. At times, it can make my single dirt road quite bumpy.


I’m preparing to embark on a new journey soon and with this in mind, my favorite gal pal has moved in with me. (God, bless this child for what she has and will endure while living with me.) But, if you look at the situation in a different light, I am a guest in her home now.

Having a roommate for two women basically born with running shoes on can present a few obstacles. We absolutely adore one another…on good days. And we have a few years together under our belts...like 20.
However, we have learned to be very gentle and apologetic lately.

Having new roommates and children means a whole lot of talking and compromise has to take place to set a few ground rules. After a few days, I think we figured it out quite well. One rule would do. No boys allowed.

I have a sweet little daughter and in the last 12 years of raising her have realized that she doesn't always listen to what I say.  But, she will always see what I do. And trying to be a SINGLE, Christian example has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. (You know… “Do as I say, not as I do.”) Yeah right, not happening. So, we nip it in the bud and agree, “No boys allowed.”

I’ve always hated this rule. I can be stubborn and quite rebellious…for those of you who didn’t know.

In the past few months while planning another future room-mate situation this sweet topic has needed addressing. "Let's talk about the house rules."  I needed to make sure this guy-friend, possible room-mate was ok with Boys in the house. 

I used to be all for “Boy Allowed.” Yes, yes, boys allowed! If I’m paying half of the bills…I get a say. After all, there’d be a window for him to enter and exit from.

My current situation regarding the "house rules" has shed a tremendous amount of light on my innate ability to rationalize and to justify everything! I’m really good. REALLY GOOD. But, that’s not good.  Especially if I'm trying to be an example.

Rules make us better people; especially God’s rules. They protect us from an unseen world and put us on his path.

I’ve lived this rule since January 1st, 2011 and have deep rooted plans and hopes of living by the ways of God for the rest of my life. My short term goal is to reach January 2012. Then I'll celebrate a year untouched;  a year of absolute holiness and of God's sweet purity. (Trust me...not by my choice alone. The mighty hand of God is certainly present.)

No boys allowed.












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