I wondered where God was. But I continued to wait for God to send my Boaz to me. Then a decade passed. I saw 40, 45, 50, 55 still...no one..no love..nobody...nothing.

Finally, I decided that enough was enough. I was not waiting on God; clearly, it was Him that was waiting on me.

Some ten years earlier, I had prayed earnestly about my perpetual singlehood. At that time I began to understand that there was a scriptural approach to soulmate attraction. But I buried it because it was unorthodox; it bucked tradition.

Finally, at 58 years old, I was no longer willing to go on without at least trying the scriptural approach to soulmate attraction. When I did, I was happily married to my soulmate in 14 months.