In defense of singleness.

by pukeko

I’m not talking here about those who are born celibate and continent. I know some people who have never married — not because they would make their spouse miserable, as they are thoroughly decent people, but those who have yet to marry, or those who no longer are married.

Now, for those of us who like sex, like being married, and hate being alone, celibacy sucks. We cannot see the joy in this song (which Natalie Merchant emphasizes by adding a folk song at the end).

When I was recently divorced, I was fighting for my kids. I would have been a miserable husband, and I really was not interested in dating. Around the time I was going to get the kids, I did fall in love, but realized that this was not an appropriate time or a person who could give what was needed, and ended that relationship.

When the kids came to live with me, I remained single. Some years I did not date at all. The kids needed that much energy.

And now they are established… I remain cautious.

This is not because I have any theological issues about divorce. I’m reformed, and to me the Westminster Confession is clear: those who are divorced can remarry (well, the non innocent parties have a heck of repentance to do, as do we all).

It is not because my friends are all such a bunch of nerds and geeks that they are unattractive. I have good female friends who are quite cute. And it’s not because I’m wired to desire men — as one friend found out when she was getting ready to go out and thought it was OK to change in front of me. (I left the room for a few minutes. Yes, we had an excellent meal).

It is that we have to be able to live with ourselves, and take responsibility for our own words and our own deeds. And after a period of living with another, learning to stand alone takes time. Until you are whole, you have no business dating.

[And as a Christian, if you are not looking for a spouse, you should not date at all.]

Now, there are some people (God bless them) who can easily cope with this. Who do not get tempted, and who are often called to do things that parents cannot do. The pioneer missionaries are often single, because the risks (of death) are so high.

The rest of us should pray that we are not thrust into this desert. But if we find ourselves there, we have to make the best of this. So some suggestions.

1. If you have kids, they come first. Negotiate for the best outcome (which i s having their father around) and if needed, deal with the family court.
2. Find a church. One that does not see the older singles as either gay or some form of Sunday Morning Dating Circle.
3. Get your life organized. Get fit. Rediscover interests. Share them with your kids.

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(The family that plays together stays together. Even if it is Halo).

4, Model yourself on Godly men who rule their family (which is a requirement of eldership) and/or model Christian wifehood (which is also a requirement of eldership — that his wife is submissive, Godly and can teach). If you cannot find this (which is all to common) go read the blogs that model Christian masculinity and femininity. The blogroll is a good place to start.

5. Be prepared for rejection. Become choosy. Look beyond the Captains girl triad (boobs, legs and ass) and discuss theology with her. Dalrock has excellent advice here.

6. Finally, continue to live. Your self worth does not depend on having anyone on your arm. It is how you obey, how you do good, and how you influence others to do likewise.

And remember, for many, in this fallen age, being single is rational.


  • I_P

    I’ve pretty much shelved the idea of dating ever since I lost my job. Well, rather, I quit so that I wouldn’t have being terminated on my record.

    Given how miserable my job hunt has been, I’m wondering whether getting terminated (get unemployment! Wheee!) was actually the smarter idea.

    I disappointed my parents (well, my Dad) by not going to Med school because I didn’t feel like it was my calling and I didn’t want the debt liability. Seeing that one of my (now ex) co-workers is a married MD who couldn’t get a residency seems to vindicate my decision not to go. And yet now, I’m seriously considering taking the placement exam again and going through all the hurdles and debt just so that my father could respect me again.

    I considered having the United States Military pay my way through, but I don’t have a convincing enough explanation for why I have these marks on my wrists.

    If it sounds like I don’t have my s___ together, that’s because I don’t.

    • http://blog.pukeko.net.nz pukeko

      Well, I was on call at work last night… so briefly.

      1. Get a job. Slinging burgers. Waitressing (Waiting? Waitron). Data entry. If you can leave home, go to where the work is — the oil fields. There are always dirty and dangerous jobs.
      2. Get advice. Here I would look, if at all possible, inside your church. If needed, use the money you now have to see a good counselor.
      3. Get fit. A half hour run five times a week and two intense sessions in the gym should do it — if you older, you need more time outside.
      4. Avoid those drugs that can screw you. By this I mean alcohol, stimulants, artificial THC, benzos and opiates, prescribed or acquired.

      And your lacerations will limit what you can do. You cannot undo them. But you do not need to be ruled by them.

  • I_P

    Thanks for the input.

    As a bit of background, I have six years of experience in the biotechnology field. Towards the end I hated my job and I vastly overrated my skills, knowledge and abilities. To my shame, I have never done any RNA work.

    I have a female friend right now, but I’m keeping her at arms’ length. I’ve been in relationships before.

    I’ve been exercising and dieting on and off (a yo-yo). I have a less of a belly than I used to but something keeps me from being less than 200 lbs.

  • http://blog.pukeko.net.nz pukeko

    You don’t have to like the job.
    You do have to like the girl. There also has to be an element of lust there.

    Most jobs are boring and difficult. Even if you are able to have a close to dream job (I have one) there are parts that are tedious.

    You need to add a church. One with men, and one that has kids in it. You need male accountability, and you need to see that thre is vitality within. If it is an audience of people with gray hair listening to tasteful music and therapeutic sermons, run away. Find somewhere else.


    Agree getting rid of a pot is hard.

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