This Race

I've been thinking about it. You hear people say, "date," or, "don't date," "marry," or "stay single." I'm not writing to give my opinion or anything but . . . It's just, I'm running a race. It's called life. It's long, and hard, and, many times, painful. It is so wonderful to know that you are loved in this life by a Trinity. I pray that I would only run. That's it. Just run. Just run, and then one day, perhaps, some girl appears next me. I didn't ask for it. I didn't expect it. But there she was, running next to me. And then God, in His unimaginable ways, leans down and whispers in my ear, "That girl next to you, why don't you say hi and introduce yourself." And that's it. Does it ever happen? Or do we, in our infinite wisdom, have to take matters into our own hands? To show God how it's done?