It was time to collect the data
One of the greatest things I learned this past year is that dating is, at its core, data collection. It’s about observing, discerning, and learning what aligns with God’s plan for your life. To illustrate this, we can look at the life of Rebekah. She was about to experience what I like to call “divinely orchestrated dating”—a God-led encounter that required her to be in the right place at the right time. She wasn’t wandering aimlessly in the so-called “dating streets.” She was where God could find her, doing what she was supposed to be doing, and ready to respond without hesitation.
Genesis 24 paints a vivid picture. Abraham didn’t try to orchestrate Isaac’s marriage himself. He trusted God to direct the steps. He sent his servant to find a wife for Isaac, relying entirely on God’s guidance. The servant prayed for a clear sign: the woman who offered him and his camels water would be the one. Rebekah’s response demonstrated her willingness, her humility, and her pure intentions—qualities that God used as data to confirm she was the right one.
This story reminds us that love and marriage are not about superficial traits, social status, or material gain. Rebekah’s worth wasn’t measured by what she could provide for herself or what she looked like. It was measured by her heart, her character, and her readiness to walk in God’s plan. She was willing to leave her comfort zone, travel far from home, and trust in God’s orchestration. She submitted without hesitation, showing the servant—and ultimately God—that she was ready to partner in a covenantal relationship.
Today, many people grow bitter because they depend on the world’s version of love instead of God’s guidance. They wait for the perfect height, the six-pack, the six-figure salary, or the ideal Instagram-worthy display of affection. But God’s standard is higher—it’s about alignment, purpose, and spiritual compatibility. He wants us to recognize the qualities that matter for a lasting, God-centered relationship: integrity, faithfulness, and the willingness to grow together in spiritual purpose.
The question we must ask ourselves is this: Are we ready to trust God as our Father? Are we willing to receive the person He has prepared for us, even if it challenges our comfort or expectations? Rebekah’s story teaches us that the right person will align with God’s generational plan for our lives. They may not be perfect by worldly standards, but they will be perfect for you in divine timing.
When God leads, timing is precise. The one He has prepared will come. The camels—the blessings, the encounters, the moments that reveal His favor—are already on the way. But we must be ready, humble, and willing to walk in obedience. We must prioritize character, faith, and purity over superficial desires. The right person won’t just make you smile; they will stimulate your mind, elevate your spirit, and partner with you to fulfill your God-given assignment.
Ultimately, dating God’s way is about preparation, discernment, and trust. It’s about collecting the right data—observing character, willingness, and alignment with God’s purpose. It’s about saying yes to His plan, even when it requires faith and sacrifice. Just like Rebekah, we must be willing to submit, step out in obedience, and trust that God is orchestrating a love story that surpasses anything we could imagine.
Our first date,
He wasn’t a minute late.
And if I had one word to describe it,
It would be “great.”
He went out his way to travel miles,
through years of tears to give me those smiles,
He laid out hours,
to get those powers,
In worship.
To give me those moments that were as beautiful as flowers.
Our dates were expensive because of the price he had to pay,
That lead to the toll on the road that brought him my way,
To be able to lift me with no hands,
To survive shipwrecks and quicksand’s,
He had to overcome heartbreaks and mistakes,
survive landmines and Great Lakes,
Of pain.
He worked out in loves gym to build those muscles to flex,
to bench press me to places of intimacy to honor me with no sex,
He took me to a factory that made me cheese,
Kept my heart and mind at ease,
Willing to wait to celebrate to have his cake,
fighting with sleep to keep dreaming and stay awake.
Our first date,
he didn’t hesitate.
To open the door,
Dropping hearts, leaving me longing for more,
We went straight to the moon,
As we levitated under the stars,
Hanging on each other’s words like dangling from monkey bars.
Suspended in the air, defying laws of logic and gravity,
Becoming sedated,
Intoxicated,
numbing each other from our past reality,
With love.
He made me forget every moment I wanted to quit,
Made me want to grind harder with passion and grit.
He made me grateful for every moment I was ever rejected,
and redirected,
That led me to him,
and I am eternally indebted to the God that chose
me and not them.