My usual rhythm is three months of enthusiastic “putting myself out there”, followed by three months of disappointment-induced dating abstinence, in which I try and convince myself that being a nun wouldn’t be so bad. Shakespeare didn’t mention that it would involve competing with football for attention on dates, or buying dinner for men who “forgot their wallet”. We would hold hands, smoosh cake into each other’s faces in front of 120 of our closest friends, and float off into the sunset on a cloud of Christ-anointed joy.īut, to nick a phrase, the course of true love never did run smooth. When I became Christian, at the age of 25, I assumed that it would not be long before a charming churchgoer swept me off my feet. I AM 30 years old, Christian, and single.
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