Belle sighed. She knew that Gaston wasn’t her ideal man: he was conceited, and none of his dreams and desires matched hers. Despite this, though, it felt good to have someone pursuing her. Everyone in town thought she was odd, and men normally didn’t show an interest in her. “Maybe I should accept his proposal,” she mused, envisioning what their lives would look like. Even though the thought of being with him for the rest of her life gave her chills up her spine, the thought of being married and having at least SOMEONE value her (even if it was just for her cooking and cleaning, not for her mind and her personality) seemed to outweigh her convictions on marrying for love. Waiting around had gotten her no where, and she was lonely.
I am not saying that life is a fairy tale, but think how different the story would have been if she had settled. We watch movies and we know that certain guys are wrong for the girl, that she shouldn’t settle because there is someone better for her, but people don’t usually recognize it in their own lives. I know that scenario is really cheesy, but “settling” has been something I have been thinking about lately. It’s hard to wait while it seems like so many other people are in relationships or getting close to being in one. At the same time, though, I don’t think it’s worth it to date someone “just because it’s fun” or because I would feel left out if I didn’t. Not that I have had an opportunity to do that, but reminding myself of God’s perfect timing for His plan makes it easier to wait.
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