Sometimes, I just want to walk up to him and ask him the question. I mean, what would he say? I’d love to know how he’d answer if I asked him, “So why don’t you like me?”
The Sean Saga Continues
Yes, I’m talking about Sean* again. Remember Sean, the guy of my dreams whom I can’t seem to stop thinking about? You know, the gorgeous guy in my life who doesn’t even know I exist?
I’ve made excuse after excuse to explain his lack of attention toward me:
- Excuse #1: “He’s not even allowed to date me because he works at my college. I’m sure that it’s against the college’s policy and that he would get in trouble for developing a serious relationship with me.”
- Excuse #2: “He probably isn’t super mature yet. Once he matures more, he’ll fall for me.”
- Excuse #3: “He just doesn’t know I like him. I’m a quiet person, so that’s why he hasn’t shown interest in me.”
But while I make excuse after excuse, Satan tells me lie after lie.
- Lie #1: “You’re just too fat. If you lose some weight, he’ll like you.” (The truth is that if I lose any significant weight, I’ll be at an unhealthily low weight.)
- Lie #2: “You’re not athletic enough for him. He’s an athlete, and you’re not—but you need to be if you want to attract the right guy.” (The truth is that if I need to change who I am to make a guy like me, he’s not the right guy for me.)
- Lie #3: “He’s out of your league. You’re just not good enough for him, and you never will be.” (The truth is that I’m already enough and that he won’t make me enough.)
Of course, I always feel better after making excuses and listening to lies. Not.
Lies, Lies, Lies
I’m a drama queen at heart, friends. That’s why I love medical shows. I hate needles and surgery and hospitals, but I love drama. And as a drama queen, I realize that I’ve blown this Sean thing way out of proportion.
Maybe you’ve done the same thing. With that cute football player who seems to talk to every girl except you. With that new guy at church who always stares at you during the service but has never said hello. With your brother’s gorgeous best friend who acts like you’re just his brother’s little sister—and nothing more.
Friends, why are we looking to guys to affirm us? Why do we think that a guy’s attention will prove that we’re enough? What we need to do is tell ourselves the truth, not make up excuses, listen to Satan’s lies, or let attraction turn into obsession.
Truth, Truth, Truth
“What profit is the idol when its maker has carved it, or an image, a teacher of falsehood? For its maker trusts in his own handiwork when he fashions speechless idols. Woe to him who says to a piece of wood, ‘Awake!’ to a mute stone, ‘Arise!’ And that is your teacher? Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all inside it. But the Lord is in His holy temple. Let all the earth be silent before Him.” (Habakkuk 2:18-20 NASB)
Crushes are normal, but we sometimes transform crushes into obsessions. We may “fashion” a romantic daydream and naively “trust in” the guys we want to date. An innocent little crush can quickly become a consuming idol.
Do we expect a guy to be—as Habakkuk 2:19 says—our “teacher”? To somehow show us that we’re valuable? That we’re worth it? We shouldn’t let him have that privilege because he doesn’t deserve it.
Sure, maybe Sean just needs to get his act together or become more mature. Maybe he’ll like me as time goes by and he gets to know me. Or maybe I need to cling to the truth of God’s Word—that idols (including Sean) can profit me nothing.
*Name has been changed.
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