Bible says christians dating non christians
So when the opportunity arose, I figured I would just take things into my own hands. As a believer, especially if you grow up in the church, you can convince yourself that non-Christians aren’t nice people.
The moment I made the decision to waver on something I always said I would never compromise on, the offers flooded in. He had a great career and he truly could give me everything I ever wanted in this life. I knew he wasn’t a believer, but I wanted to spend time with him and get to know more about him. But the reality is, more often than not, they are great.
While the first two dates were just awkward encounters that made me feel uncomfortable and probably caused my face to glow red for hours afterwards, the third guy peaked my interest. All my ideas and hopes of leading him to Jesus weren’t realistic.
I never would have considered dating a non-Christian. In fact, “loves God and puts Him first” was always on the top of the list of what I was looking for. It started as impatience, but it soon developed into a rampaging beast of unbelief, doubt, and worst of all, hopelessness.
It felt like everyone I knew was married, including the kids I used to babysit.
Or mentioning their far-off distant relative who they thought might still be single (which they never were), and who they could maybe one day set me up with (which they never did).
Suddenly I got asked out in a grocery store line-up, and then at a dollar store. So, I made the decision to spend time with this guy and got to know him. We liked a lot of the same things, had good conversations, and he made me laugh.Then, a really nice guy I met in a coffee shop asked me out. But it didn’t take long to find out that a relationship with God wasn’t even on his radar.There seemed to be 10 girls for every single available guy in church.Then there was the pressure of every person I knew asking about my relationship status every time I saw them.
But when 30 hit, let’s just say God and me were in a fight.
You go to youth group, you love Jesus, you meet someone, you graduate high school, you get married, and as the fairy tales say, “You live happily ever after.” When I was 19 I was ready. At 27, I understood and accepted that God was using the last few years to prepare me for marriage.