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10 Commandments

So a few years ago this guy named Jeffery Dean came down and he talked to the Christian youth of St. George about dating. One of the things he suggested we do that I particularly liked was the idea of a list of "10 Commandments" for our future spouse. These are ten standards that should be met before that person is considered for a relationship. I liked it and created my own set of 10 Commandments... but I haven't really followed them. So I went back and revised a few of them and I thought I'd post them up on here kind of as a way for me to stay accountable to these 10 Commandments. This way those of you reading can help hold me accountable to the standards I am setting. Without further ado here are my 10 Commandments...

10 Commandments for my Future Spouse
  1. He MUST have a relationship with God.
  2. He should be patient... I mean come on he has to put up with me for the rest of his life.
  3. He must be good with kids. Nothing makes a girl swoon more than a guy who is good with kids, period the end.
  4. He has to be willing to listen. Even when it's just pointless stuff I'm rambling about.
  5. He needs to get along with my best friend. I spend a lot of time with my best friend... they need to get along.
  6. He needs to do well with English. Bad grammar and bad spelling just turn me off... and show me that he's probably not intelligent enough for me.
  7. He must respect the performing arts. The performing arts are such a big part of who I am. I'm not saying he has to love them the way I do but he should respect them.
  8. He must be able to make me laugh. I love it when the person I'm with can always make me laugh no matter what mood I'm in.
  9. He should enjoy reading. As an avid reader myself it'd be nice to find someone with that quality as well.
  10. He absolutely must love dogs. I want to have dogs when I get older and have kids... someone who doesn't like dogs is out of the question.


On a totally different note, I just found out that I will now be a leader not an assistant in High Tides two Sundays a month and am just a little worried. I signed up to be an assistant, not to lead. I don't know the first thing about being a leader!!!! At the same time I also know that Jake and Sarah wouldn't have given the okay for me to lead if they didn't think I could do it. Please pray for me that I do well and everything goes okay for me and the students :)

Comments

  1. Wow! Those are some pretty big shoes to fill, but he's out there somewhere!

    As for being a leader...it IS scary and it's a HUGE responsibility. You won't be perfect the first few times, but once you get into the swing, it gets easier. But as a leader, you will always be growing. Expect that and you shouldn't have any problems! Congrats!

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