Prayed to God,
"I really just want to be loved. Please give me a date this weekend."
Of course, I had something in mind when I asked that.
But God, like always, had something better in His mind.
Edit: March 14.
God actually gave me a lot of good hangouts with some of my guy friends this weekend, and I jokingly called them "dates." But in the end, it was only His love that could really satisfy.
It's so awesome when your "date" can control the weather.
Thanks, Jesus.