I turn into a wallflower at social gatherings. My friends from church always laugh at me because I get really quiet and stiff.
“Come on Ashley girl, loosen up!” they say all the time. But I am very cautious about letting my guard down too quickly these days.
Last weekend I was at a Christian singles event one of our sister churches was hosting. It was really nice. We all got dressed up, went to a beautiful banquet hall, enjoyed great music, food, and fellowship. It was a lovely evening and I met some awesome people who love God and are living the single life His way.
It’s always encouraging to see that.
During the outing, one guy—we’ll call him Evan—came walking over to me in his perfectly tailored dark gray suit, crisp white shirt, and navy blue tie. The brother had it together. I felt like I wanted to snap “in z formation” when he walked over. He was clean as the board of health. Evan was also very handsome and tall. His caramel skin was smooth, his head was clean shaven, and he had really deep dimples. This guy looked like someone who stepped off the cover of GQ. In a word, he was gorgeous… intimidatingly so.