And OP, I'll turn it around on you and give you a glimmer of hope. You would be perfect for a man who loves the Lord his God with all of his heart.
I say that because you're not looking for someone to take care of, nor are you looking to take care of someone else (I would imagine barring some post marriage illness etc). You're looking for someone who doesn't need you to complete them, because they are already complete in Christ Jesus, as are you.
The "You're perfect for me" line is going in my long list of pet peeves with foolish suitors. You nailed this one.
I say that because you're not looking for someone to take care of, nor are you looking to take care of someone else (I would imagine barring some post marriage illness etc). You're looking for someone who doesn't need you to complete them, because they are already complete in Christ Jesus, as are you.
The "You're perfect for me" line is going in my long list of pet peeves with foolish suitors. You nailed this one.
One of the white men who emailed me and wanted to date me because he had two Asian children was MUCH older and I could HEAR him thinking, "Look at me. I'm gonna have this young Asian bride to go with my Asian kids." His kids were even from a different country than I am. Talk about the ultimate insult of, "If you've seen one Asian, you've seen them all." Honestly. I felt like a matching handbag to go with a pair of shoes.
I feel for you guys out there as well. You know this all too well. It's the girl who says you're perfect for her but at the same time, she asks how much money you make and is too busy dreaming about being seen with you or driving by her friends in your ride or taking you shopping to buy her the bling.
Servant, thanks for your encouraging words and I want to ping-pong them right back at you. Wisdom and self-discipline, especially when it comes to finances, is extremely attractive, and very Godly. Don't give up hope--there are women out there who will appreciate your diligence and hard work.
For over 15 years, I lived in a modular home (read: TRAILER, by most people's standards. Even my friends teased me about it.) At one point, I drove a Dodge Neon because that's what worked at the time. One of my longest-standing friends, who is very good with money himself, told me, "You know, it's time to grow up and buy a REAL house and REAL car."
Why? And what IS "real"? To me, real is what I can afford and, God-willing, allows me to live a bit under my means so that I can save for the future... or a really good God-sent missions opportunity.