We’ve all dated one, or at least tried to date one. I don’t want to speak from experience because I do hold a deeper resentment for church girls. These treasures of God made me doubt that I too was a creation from the lord. Now, I am no relationship expert, but hell has no fury like a man scorned by a church girl.
I like the way Chimanda says girls. Nigeriany, right. I digress. Church girls are the epitome of beauty, foundation and every thing a man is looking for in a wife. When you date a church girl, your only relationship goal is marriage. Trust me, you think that far ahead even when you are just a week into a relationship.
So how did I meet church girl? Ha. Interesting. She was at a party. Right? Church girls rarely come out to party but when they do, you notice. She will be quietly seated in the corner, probably reading a book to herself and taking a glass of juice and she’ll ignore every guy’s attempt to talk to her. She caught my eye and I decided to do what every man who’s trying to get a girl’s attention at a party does, act like the craziest douche. At least she noticed. And when she did, I decided to apply my more than appealing charm to wow her. We got into it and I dare say I was smitten. That and the fact that she was an amazing kisser.
A few weeks later and we are going out. Nothing unorthodox, just two people planning their future together. Now, I am Christian, and I try my best to go to church but dating church girl made me more christian than I’d ever been. I even did bible studies. For church girl, I was breaking all odds but truth is, I was breaking myself. I was changing. I stopped drinking. I quit-ish smoking. Mehn, I upgraded myself. Or at least I told myself but church girl insisted that my ways had to change for her to accept me for who I was. Oh the struggle to change old habits. And we fought over it. And she prayed over it. Like I said, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for church girl.
I changed. I became a better person. And when I finally thought that I had been made right for her, she’d prayed over it, and Jesus had told her I was not the right man for. Jesus had told her that I was not the right man for her? All my efforts to change and Jesus had told her that I wasn’t the right man?
I just couldn’t hate Jesus. I had changed, but my resentment for church girls has never gone away.
So I say, church girls for church boys, right. Leave the rest to Jesus.