{"id":4252,"date":"2010-02-12T15:36:44","date_gmt":"2010-02-12T20:36:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pinkhairedgirl.net\/?p=4252"},"modified":"2010-02-12T15:36:44","modified_gmt":"2010-02-12T20:36:44","slug":"no-i-am-single","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/?p=4252","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;No, I am Single.&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.pinkhairedgirl.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/photo-22.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.pinkhairedgirl.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/photo-22-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"photo-22\" title=\"photo-22\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-4253\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>It is so funny how almost every other day of the year I am perfectly content with my single status (because I know that it is temporary and the Lord hasn&#8217;t called me to a perpetual life of singleness), but when Valentine&#8217;s Day comes it is like I forget all of that. And let a holiday that originally commemorated the death of martyred Saints make me all wonky.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday, someone who was essentially a stranger asked me, &#8220;so, what are you and your husband doing for Valentine&#8217;s Day?&#8221; Not only did I have to correct this person and say, &#8220;I am not married.&#8221; I had to say the words, &#8220;No, I am single.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>In that moment, I felt crushed. Awkward. Inadequate. As if being single was a bad thing to admit. I allowed the enemy to rob me of some of my joy and security in that conversation.<\/p>\n<p>I am demanding it back.<\/p>\n<p>Because I am not defined by my marital status.<\/p>\n<p>I am defined by my status in Christ.<\/p>\n<p>And that one is pretty darn solid.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is so funny how almost every other day of the year I am perfectly content with my single status (because I know that it is temporary and the Lord hasn&#8217;t called me to a perpetual life of singleness), but when Valentine&#8217;s Day comes it is like I forget all of that. And let a&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/?p=4252\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">&#8220;No, I am Single.&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,49],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4252","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-3","category-project-365","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4252","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4252"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4252\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4252"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4252"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sherecovery.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4252"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}