My friend unfolded the slip of paper and saw that it contained the guy’s name and phone number. I asked her if she planned to call the guy, and she said yes. It was a nice gesture and had a natural feel to it.
After over five years in a church young adult group, he's one of the only ones who have actually asked me out. I think guys need to buck up and ask girls out and not just rely on maybe seeing a girl at some church group event or whatever. My own mother’s generation had another phrase for this courtship dance: “I chased him till he caught me.” Is there a hint of coy flirtation in that phrase? Is there perhaps an implicit understanding that women have an active role to play in the chasing-and-catching dance? But at its core this archaic statement speaks of what I simply call the. The source is as ancient as the dawn of time, and the setting is the Garden of Eden.I once read a magazine article with the opener: “How did a generation of women grow up wanting to marry Edward Rochester?” The protagonist of Charlotte Bronte’s classic is dark, brooding, intelligent, quick-witted yet cynical.A young woman I know went to dinner with friends one night, and before leaving their waitress brought over a slip of paper. One time a man in a video store made eye contact with me.As she handed the paper to my friend, she said, “See that waiter over there? Well, he wanted me to give this to you.” She smiled and left the table. We both kept glancing at each other to the point where he approached me and casually asked if I had seen a particular movie, and could I recommend it.I mumbled something like “nice to meet you” and left the store knowing I would probably never see him again.
Again, the approach was flattering but not creepy—and later I could have kicked myself for leaving the store without exchanging some medium of future contact.
The frustration can even send well-meaning and sincerely searching Christian women to other wading pools beyond the one marked “Christian” only.
All this talk about longing to be pursued begs the question: What does pursuit look like in the modern-day world, the real world we inhabit, not the one Jane Austen lived in?
Some men may enjoy the season of “sowing their wild oats” and jockeying from one woman to the next, but it’s rare to find a woman who actually prefers men to one good one.
So it’s all the more frustrating when we see men we like, send signals that we’re interested (eye contact, lively conversation, hair-flipping, flirting, etc.), and they do nothing.
He begins to declare his love for her when she stops him, thinking he is about to divulge his love for Harriet instead.