What if I told you the truth? What if I typed all of my truest 
feelings and deepest thoughts? What if I really let you in, behind the 
surface veil of my life? Would it make us connect deeper or would you 
run further away?
What if what I typed wasn’t all roses? What if 
what I posted wasn’t all about smiles and past-times, but about hardship
 and suffering? What if that suffering produced growth and was an 
integral part of my story? Would you still read? Would you still listen?
What
 if I posted about online dating? What if I wrote long entries here 
about my elation of a coffee date and my deflation when a second date 
was woefully declined?
Would you read with me?
Would you walk with me?
Would you grief with me?
Would you rejoice with me?
Would
 you walk alongside me in this journey as I try my best to walk 
alongside you in yours, as express the joys and struggles of marriage, 
of trying to have children, or of raising your children?
Would 
you care about my thoughts regarding loneliness since I moved so far 
from my home state? Would you listen to me express how I love my 
position but miss everyone and everything I ever knew?
Would you 
listen to me build up my life from a new foundation? Would you hear how I
 call and depend on people I don’t know, to lay my pride down and ask 
when I need help?
Would you read about how my life often feels repetitive?
When you live alone, life seems the same, week by week, day by day.
Silence fills up your space.
Even
 when you are busy, you can feel your alone-ness weighing on you, 
reminding you that you are not connecting to anyone or anything, 
sometimes no matter how hard you try.
You are grasping at air.
Would
 you listen if I told you that despite all of these things, this time 
has been my biggest growth and achievement personally and spiritually? 
Would you like to hear how God has been changing my heart and mind since
 the day I moved here, that being alone has made me depend on God on a 
far deeper level? Would you like to hear about the new riches of that 
relationship, discovery though hardship?
Would you care to read?
Would it pierce you?
If I bared my soul to you,
Would it matter?
Would it merely be another blog entry?
Would it merely be a form of entertainment for your eyes?
Would it merely be a form of isolation or bring connectedness?
Only time will tell…
When I bare my soul.
However, for now,
My musings are my own.
~ Doubledb
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Monday, March 10, 2014
Reading Female Authors: A List
When I was in graduate school, it occurred to me one day that all the authors I read were male, I couldn't even think of any female authors I had read or planned to read, so I decided to challenge myself to seek out and read more female authors. Here are some female authors I have read.
The Handmaids Tale by Margaret Atwood
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Dystopian Future; Fiction/Non-Fiction
The
 Handmaid's Tale is a book based on the premise that in a dystopian 
future, conservatism has taken over and woman are used as servants. For 
those who are elite and whose wife do not produce offspring, they are 
given handmaids with whom stay at their home and have relations with the
 end cause being procreation. Additionally, in this book, this dystopian
 future is recent enough that there are still people who remember a time
 before the sanctions on women, when they were equal, still having the 
right to vote, speak freely, read, write, and think.
The Hunger Games (Book 1) by Suzanne Collins
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Dystopian Future; Fiction/Non-Fiction
While
 the Handmaids Tale focused on women, in this society war has brought 
out the have from the have-nots, the rich from the poor. Basically, 
everyone who is not part of the Capital is in want and need while those 
in the Capital live in excess, throwing away food while others starve. 
The Hunger Games are a means of control, both providing entertainment, 
fear, and food/money to the victor. These games show the power of the 
government while allowing them to act as if the end justify the means, 
that by having a victor to whom to give gifts, the spilling of 
children's blood is acceptable and needed. For deeper meaning in this 
story one must read the books subtext, as the author is not merely 
telling a story but making a social commentary regarding government, 
free speech, entertainment, and reality television.
Getting Naked Later: A Book for the Fully Clothed by Kate Hurley
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Christianity; Singles
Blog: The Sexy Celibate ; Facebook
In
 this book, Kate Hurley takes us through her journey, thus far, of being
 single. Being a single Christian has not been easy for her, with her 
longings and desire for a husband and family. In the book she comments 
on issues in the church regarding singles, namely their desire to easily
 answer the complex questions and experiences singles bring, not just 
about themselves but about God's will. She writes about how many answer 
her desires with quick fixes, such as "Let it go and the right man will come" or "Pray and God will give you the desires of your heart".
 In truth, this dichotomy in the church between singles and marrieds is 
almost a class system. Most notably, for me in this book, was the scene 
where Kate describes being at a wedding, desiring to dance but being 
asked by no one. I appreciate the authors vulnerability and honesty in 
this book. I would recommend it to those who are single and those who 
are married who want to break down the walls between themselves and 
their single friends.
Ruby Slippers: How the Soul of a Woman Brings her Home by Jonalyn Grace Fincher
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Women; Females; Sexuality; Femininity; Christianity; The Church
Blog: Soulation: Jonalyn's Blog
I
 started reading this author on her blog (see above) and found her 
thoughts very interesting. I bought her book because I wanted to hear 
about females from a female author. Her book begs the question: What 
does it mean to be female? What does it mean to be female in the church?
 Most notably in her books is the fact that she states that while 
writing her book, diving into the scriptures and in conversations with 
other Christians, her views were transformed. Where she originally was 
going to write a book more along the lines of femininity and God's call 
to be complimentary rather than equal in the church, her mind was 
changed. She writes about the female soul, how it is part of the image 
of God, just as much as the male soul. Females are tuned into the 
emotional side of things, with the ability to use words either to uplift
 or tear down. Most notably to me was her honesty in admitting there 
have been times when she was tempted to use her emotional discernment to
 manipulate men instead of encourage them. Still, she writes about her 
struggle in the church trying to speak out and think critically as a 
female while being in a mans domain.
Guilty As Sin by Tami Hoag
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Thriller; Mystery
I
 am going to be honest. I got this book at a gift-shop for .50 cents. I 
was intrigued by the premise and it looked like something similar to a 
novel by John Grisham or Tom Clancy, so I gave it a try. In this book 
the main character is a female caught in the midst of a murder trial. 
The murder started as a kidnapping and moves on as the wheels move in 
the investigation, in the courts, and in the female leads life-long 
obsession with her job and her inner desire to find love and happiness 
in a world she is unsure of life and finds it unpleasant after so many 
years of working on such cases. Worth a read!
When We Were in Fire by Addie Zierman
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Memoir, Christianity; Conservatism; Evangelicalism
Blog: Addie Zierman: How to Talk Evangelical ; Facebook
First
 of all, this author is very open about her life. Basically, she grew up
 as a conservative evangelical, many times trying to please her 
boyfriend, instead of finding out who she was herself. This book 
describes, in length, her time with her first boyfriend, and then later 
as time went on how she began to find herself. This book is a messy,
 but I feel sometimes life is messy and reading something like this puts
 a mirror up to the reader to question the status quo (especially among 
the religious) and also to figure out what life and faith mean for them.
 I would definitely recommend this book, especially to those who grew up
 conservative or to those who want to better understand the life and 
thoughts of one who grew up in that situation for years, struggling 
later to break free from that past and find her own journey.
Celibate Sex by Abbie Smith
Amazon | Goodreads
Topic: Single, Sexuality, Celibacy, Faith
Website: Unsteady Saint ; Facebook
Honestly,
 it took me a while to get into this book. However, after a chapter or 
two I began to really enjoy this book. Abbie writes about the dichotomy 
between the single and those who are married in the church. She asks how
 come the church seems to value those who are married over those who are
 single, when Jesus himself was single. Certainly there are verses that 
speak of the riches of marriage; yet we also have scriptures that speak 
of the great opportunity afforded to those who are single or choose to 
be single. In effect, the single person can devote more time to God and 
the kingdom when they are not consumed with pleasing their spouse and 
keeping up with children. Abbie writes very well to express how both 
married and single persons can both be equally serving God, only by 
different means and avenues. Neither should be praised nor looked down 
upon.
More Female Authors on my To-Read List:
Oryx and Crake (MaddAddam Trilogy #1) by Margaret Atwood
Evolving in Monkey Town: by Rachel Held Evans
Christianity After Religion: by Diana Butler Bass
Jesus Feminist: An Invitation to Revisit the Bible’s View of Women by Sarah Bessey
Holy Ghost Girl: A Memoir by Donna Johnson
Pastrix: The Cranky, Beautiful Faith of a Sinner & Saint by Nadia Bolz-Weber
On Death and Dying ; Life Lessons ; The Wheel of Life by Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
The Great Emergence by Phyllis A. Tickle
Daring Greatly: by Brené Brown
Beauty Restored by Me Ra Koh
My Sisters Keeper by Jodi Picoult
Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World that Can't Stop Talking by Susan Cain
Ordinary People by Judith Guest
Fired Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe by Fannie Flag
Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers
A Beautiful Mind by Sylvia Nasar
The Giver by Lois Lowry
Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen
Have you read any of these books?
If so, what did you think?
Do you have any female authors you would recommend?
~ Doubledb
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Two Coffee Dates: Part Two
 We both shared stories and asked questions. She told me how she grew 
up in a home where her mother wouldn’t watch any movie that was R-rated.
 Of course, we agreed that there are some really good movies that are 
R-rated. I listed off Lethal Weapon, Braveheart, and then she brought up
 Fight Club. It is kind of funny because in some weird way I think my 
heart kind of jumped. The movie is so good because it has so much depth.
 So, we both talked about our love for the movie and I told her how bad I
 wanted to read the book.
We both shared stories and asked questions. She told me how she grew 
up in a home where her mother wouldn’t watch any movie that was R-rated.
 Of course, we agreed that there are some really good movies that are 
R-rated. I listed off Lethal Weapon, Braveheart, and then she brought up
 Fight Club. It is kind of funny because in some weird way I think my 
heart kind of jumped. The movie is so good because it has so much depth.
 So, we both talked about our love for the movie and I told her how bad I
 wanted to read the book.Our conversation went on from there, talking about family a bit and college life. I told her a bit about some pranks I tried to pull in college until I figured out that while I had a limit, my roommates did not, so I decided pretty early on to accept their pranks but not retaliate lest I be thrown into a never-ending and escalating battle.
What I didn’t tell her was that I did secretly try to think of ways to get them without them knowing: I considered itching powder on their bathroom towels or putting ex-lax in their water or milk (we didn’t share our beverages).
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So, we decided to part ways and I walked with her outside. As we were walking in separate directions, I let her know that I would be interested in seeing her again. She seemed genuinely happy and told me she would like that. Now, I know realistically that she may have been nice because I put her on the spot; however, I am going to send her a message tonight anyway.
Even if she declines a date, I would totally be fine being friends with her. It has been so hard to meet anyone up here and sometimes this whole online dating thing leaves me with an odd taste, like if we don’t fit, even if they are cool, we just toss that person out of our life.
Maybe it is the introverted part of me, because I only develop a few close friends, so it hurts when they leave and I also hate the idea of investing so much energy into someone only to have it become nothingness. Still, any relationship takes two people, so we will see where things go.
I sometimes think about how arduous this process is, messaging females, barely getting responses for so long, getting rejected, yet trying to remain hopeful. However, I do think rejection from someone you barely know is really a lot less intense than one who is already a friend.
In addition, it is odd that as I have met more females in the last six months than in the last few years. I feel like I am coming to a point in my life where I have to become comfortable being single. For so long I desired someone. It is ironic that now I am putting myself out there. I kind of feel like I am happy with this personal growth but meeting up and going on dates, while progress, do not mean relationships, marriage, or children.
I feel like life and/or God is showing me that I have to be ok with myself where I am at now, that if I cannot be content with who I am, I am never going to be truly happy with someone else. And if I never end up meeting someone, if my focus is purely on finding that person, I will end up sad and depressed and alone.
Therefore, I have been more intentional lately about my faith, my conversations with God, and looking for ways to be more involved at church. I feel like God is doing something in me, helping to make me a better man; yet it isn’t as if I am already changed but like I in a longer and drawn-out process that is happening over time, as small changes are happening. I hope to continue this progress.
~ Doubledb
Edit: Female Number Two never did reply to my request for a second date... but this is the way of things I suppose. Still, I press on...
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Saturday, March 1, 2014
Two Coffee Dates: Part One
Anyone reading this, who knows me, is 
aware I don’t actually drink coffee, so it was really two hot chocolate 
dates; however, that title didn’t seem catchy enough.
This week, seemingly with a throw of the proverbial dice, I was able to meet with two females. I will call them female one and two. Female One lived outside of town, so I drove to meet her at a Tim Horton’s in a small town. As I waited I started to get the feeling the rough truckers and day laborers were looking at me with my polo shirt and dress pants, wondering what I was doing in their town. I certainly felt out of place.
I waited for what seemed like an eternity for her to arrive, even though it was only a few minutes. Ladies have a real skill at coming in three to ten minutes past the meet up time. There has to be some book that tells them exactly how to do these things, small things, that make us wait and can drive men a little mad, just ever so slightly.
She came in, we shook hands, and said hello. Before we even made it to the register she pulled out her wallet and took out her card. Apparently, I didn’t have to question one bit if she expected me to pay or if she wanted to split. She is a Resident Director for a woman’s dorm with a background working in youth camps; however, over time all the traveling got to be a burden and she wanted something more stable. Like so many others, she had a difficult time finding a job, so, like myself, she found herself moving out of state and a little far from family.
She was nice, at one point trying to correct herself, even though I told her she had no need to apologize, that it was fine. Why do females apologize so much? I actually find is amazing and sad. What, in our culture, makes females feel sorry for the silliest things that they have no need to apologize for? Is it that females are nicer than guys or are they conditioned to be submissive, so saying sorry a lot comes with that conditioning?
We had a good time chatting and later the next day I messaged her to see if she wanted to go on an official date. I was going to offer to pay but wanted to see if she was interested first. A day later she replied that she did not desire a date but wouldn’t mind being friends.
Now, I always want to take people at their word, and since I am a stranger to her, I don’t know why she would feel the need to say this to "ease my pain" so I told her I would enjoy being friends actually (which was true). However, I did put the ball in her court to message me sometime to chat or maybe get together. See, in the past (See my Dating Series) I would always keep trying to contact females who said they wanted to be friends but obviously they did not, so now I've changed my method. Now I think it is perfectly reasonable that the one who did the rejecting should be the one to extend the hand of friendship, not the one who was rejected.
Then today, yes, just a few hours ago I met Female number two. I know, I should really come up with fake names, right? Anyway, from the moment I met her she smiled and well, she was FUN. Female number one was nice but was almost so intellectual it was like she couldn’t really laugh or enjoy herself, it made her pretty intense, like there was a wall between us in our conversation.
This was different…
This week, seemingly with a throw of the proverbial dice, I was able to meet with two females. I will call them female one and two. Female One lived outside of town, so I drove to meet her at a Tim Horton’s in a small town. As I waited I started to get the feeling the rough truckers and day laborers were looking at me with my polo shirt and dress pants, wondering what I was doing in their town. I certainly felt out of place.
I waited for what seemed like an eternity for her to arrive, even though it was only a few minutes. Ladies have a real skill at coming in three to ten minutes past the meet up time. There has to be some book that tells them exactly how to do these things, small things, that make us wait and can drive men a little mad, just ever so slightly.
She came in, we shook hands, and said hello. Before we even made it to the register she pulled out her wallet and took out her card. Apparently, I didn’t have to question one bit if she expected me to pay or if she wanted to split. She is a Resident Director for a woman’s dorm with a background working in youth camps; however, over time all the traveling got to be a burden and she wanted something more stable. Like so many others, she had a difficult time finding a job, so, like myself, she found herself moving out of state and a little far from family.
She was nice, at one point trying to correct herself, even though I told her she had no need to apologize, that it was fine. Why do females apologize so much? I actually find is amazing and sad. What, in our culture, makes females feel sorry for the silliest things that they have no need to apologize for? Is it that females are nicer than guys or are they conditioned to be submissive, so saying sorry a lot comes with that conditioning?
We had a good time chatting and later the next day I messaged her to see if she wanted to go on an official date. I was going to offer to pay but wanted to see if she was interested first. A day later she replied that she did not desire a date but wouldn’t mind being friends.
Now, I always want to take people at their word, and since I am a stranger to her, I don’t know why she would feel the need to say this to "ease my pain" so I told her I would enjoy being friends actually (which was true). However, I did put the ball in her court to message me sometime to chat or maybe get together. See, in the past (See my Dating Series) I would always keep trying to contact females who said they wanted to be friends but obviously they did not, so now I've changed my method. Now I think it is perfectly reasonable that the one who did the rejecting should be the one to extend the hand of friendship, not the one who was rejected.
Then today, yes, just a few hours ago I met Female number two. I know, I should really come up with fake names, right? Anyway, from the moment I met her she smiled and well, she was FUN. Female number one was nice but was almost so intellectual it was like she couldn’t really laugh or enjoy herself, it made her pretty intense, like there was a wall between us in our conversation.
This was different…
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| Different you say, How so? | 
~ Doubledb
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