Why Deleting Tinder Was the Best Decision For Me

Hey friends,

Obviously, we want our wishes and desires to work out first, am I right?

But let's be honest... it isn't until Plan G that we actually see the fulfillment of our heart's desires.

That's because Plan G is God's plan and while His timing doesn’t always fit in nicely with our own timeline, it truly is perfect.


God was well aware of my longing to be married one day. To date. To at least have my first kiss before hitting the 30-year mark. But 24 is when He decided to nudge me about the idea of dating.

The Holy Spirit prompted me to pray about dating hours after getting hired as a Flight Attendant.

It seemed odd. Backwards.

Of course, I wanted to date! A while ago.

Why was He asking me to pray about dating now?

I didn't even know what state I would live in.

Ok God, I prayed right then and there in the San Francisco airport, if you've got a guy in mind for me right now please send him my way.


I flew back home to Oregon...
...and joined Tinder at my best friend’s request.


Swipe RIGHT! JK this was my Global Entry pic...

Now, I have nothing against Tinder, but it simply was not for me. Honestly, it was a little soul sucking.


Here's what my conversations looked like…


Me: Hi.
Guy: Hi.
Me: How's your day going?
Guy: Good.
Me: Awesome! What happened?
Guy: Not much.


*Sigh*


I kept wondering why God wanted me to pray about dating. Was it going to happen soon?  


One night, I was washing dishes and heard God speak very clearly to me again. With firmness He told me You need to delete that account and with gentleness He said I have something better for you.


“No problem,” I said aloud, immediately rinsing off my soapy hands and deleting the account, a weird weight lifted off my shoulders. I trusted Him.



The next day I made a Snapchat video of me rocking out in the kitchen and lip syncing to Bonnie Tyler's "I Need a Hero". The introduction goes:


Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods?


I then wrote "#singleprobs" and posted it to my story.


Later that day, a guy from my close friend group messaged me, saying that he loved my Snapchat videos and that I'm one of the funniest people he's ever met.


We ended up talking for two hours that day. (Mostly discussing donuts and near-death experiences.)


We talked almost everyday for a month after that and examined the possibility of dating each other.


We met for dinner at Grassa one brisk October evening where he introduced me to the deliciousness of pork belly mac n' cheese.



Later, we went for a walk down by the waterfront.

Honestly, we were both shocked.

Even though we knew each other for 2.5 years we hardly spoke to one another. I actually had a crush on one of his close friends. That's why I was consistently around his dorm room. It just wasn't for him...

Also he was dating someone else at the time I first met him.

We couldn't believe at how quickly we liked each other once we actually started getting to know one another.

We felt so at peace that night.


We stood on the Tilikum Bridge, leaning against the railing, overlooking the city lights. It was beautiful.


Earlier that year his long-term relationship ended, so naturally he was scared to have his heart broken again. I was so thankful for his vulnerability and courage that night.

"Do you have any fears?" he asked.
Without hesitation, I said no.


Yes, the timing felt insane. In 2 months I was about to leave for Flight Attendant training in Seattle, WA and then after that I might be sent to Anchorage, Alaska to live for a little bit.


But I knew this wasn’t a coincidence.

Once I trusted God with my path, surrendering it all to Him--my career, my love life, etc--He began writing a far better story than I could have ever asked or imagined.





Are you trusting God with your life? What does that look like for you?


Take care,
Amanda

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