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Sid and the City – The Beginning

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I’ve been thinking about adding a new series for my blog that is slightly different from what I normally post. I’ve done a number of series on important topics like prostitution, suicide, shame, and self-esteem. I have also put in my two cents concerning theology and politics along the way. This series is more on the personal side. This series is when I get real. This is me shooting the breeze, so to speak, with you guys. So I’m trying out this new format and based on how people react, this might be an ongoing thing.

Considering that this is my first time to do this on this platform, I kept thinking on what topic I should talk about. I guess I will just go talk about the topic that comes up naturally whenever I seem to have any conversations this day: the topic of dating. Brace yourself because things are about to get real up in here real quick.

So yesterday, I had dinner with a friend I haven’t seen for a very long time. After our initial chit chat of “hi” and “I haven’t seen you in forever!”, he just goes to the heart of the matter in a very fast and efficient way. “So, should I have a +1 for you?”, he asks. Quick background: he’s getting married in a couple of months and I was invited to their wedding. We have known each other for awhile now. I met him while I was doing my Master’s at McMaster University. So back to the story… I told him that he should have a +1 for me because it is easier to remove people than add people at a later time. Meanwhile, I’m frantically thinking of who I should invite. If this wedding was in Ottawa, it would have been an easier time. Wedding dates can be awkward so I like inviting girls where we know where we both stand relationally speaking to avoid potential misunderstandings of what being my +1 could mean. I think I have done a great job but as time progresses, I have begun to doubt how great of a job I did.

Our conversation break down looks like this.

Friend: I haven’t seen you in awhile. Are you dating someone right now?

Me: No, right now I’m not dating anyone.

Friend: Well, you are rather picky. What you’re looking for doesn’t exist.

Me: I know. But at least I’m trying to be more open now.

Friend: You have too many deal breakers.

Me: I know, I know. I’m trying, ok.

Laughter ensues.

As a Christian male who is situated within the evangelical world, the dating game is even more fraught with dangers and snares. I remember talking to my friend’s girlfriend about the girls at a church we both attended. I was telling her how most of the girls there were so aloof and stand-offish, it almost felt sinful to say hi to them. They just gave off this hostile aura to any man who approached them. She told me that the girls were complaining about how the men were not “manning up” and asking them out. I remember saying, “Really?!? I never would have thought they wanted to be in a relationship based on the way they were acting!”

The Christian dating game can be arduous and frustrating at times. I have met a number of quality girls so I don’t want to give off the impression that all evangelical girls are men-haters or anything. I think the hyper-polarization of the sexes can often lead to that type of thinking. You often hear that there’s no way that guys and girls can ever just be friends. Well, sometimes it can happen. More often than you think. But, all is not lost. Or at least, that’s what I would like to think.

What kind of experiences have you had in the evangelical dating scene? Was it positive or negative? For those who are not Christians, how would you describe the dating scene within your own social settings?

Day 2 – The Lenten Journey of Sid

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I honestly can’t believe that the darn bacon is still in the fridge. Can someone please eat it already?!? It looks at me, mocking, tempting me, reminding me of what I can’t have. Sigh. Today has been a good day. I got to spend it with some very good friends. While most people celebrate Valentine’s Day, I celebrate Singleness Awareness Day. Yet another day to be reminded that I’m single. However, I also have to remind myself that I’m single not because I don’t have options. I’m single because I do have options! I’m not going to go into a relationship just for the sake of having a relationship. But, I wasn’t going to let this day get me all depressed. So, I went out with two friends and had a great time. We went to an Ethiopian restaurant and had some vegetarian fare. It was a little bit hard opening the menu and seeing the lamb, beef and chicken option and having to say no, no and no to all three. And when we got to the restaurant, I had to resist the urge to check in and claim new points because I was probably “the first of my friends to check-in” at that place. I couldn’t even Instagram my picture. During the ride back home, this random piece of the bus handle hit me in the face as a man tried to use it to steady himself. Instead of helping him remain standing, it flew straight to my face. I couldn’t even tweet my rage! I honestly don’t know how people without social media live. I was secretly hoping that the guy in front of me who saw the whole thing would tweet about it. I guess if I can’t go on social media, I can live vicariously through others.

As I’m going through this period of being refined, it’s hard not to whine and grumble about everything. I’m missing out on this, I’m missing out on that, I can’t have this, I can’t have that. Those seem to be what I constantly feel. However, I also know that as I get rid of the outside noise, I will be able to hear the voice inside with more clarity. The voice is faint, barely a whisper. I can’t wait to hear it speak loudly. I’m not sure what it would tell me to do, but I know that it will tell me not to settle for mediocrity when I was made for excellence. For now, I must content myself with the soft whispers as the outside noise continues to assault my senses.

Join me on this journey.