This morning I listened to a podcast by Nancy Leigh DeMoss about encouraging men to be gentlemen. Nancy interviewed several ladies, some married and some single, who shared their own experiences of allowing the men in their lives to serve them this way, and the blessings bestowed on both the men and the women as they do so.

I found myself identifying with one of the ladies, who is also single. Like her, I have struggled with accepting help from men at times. It’s not that I don’t want help. Indeed, I love it when a man shows that he is a gentleman by opening my door or taking a heavy load from my hands. But sometimes it is (in my mind) faster and easier to handle things myself rather than wait on a man to help.

I suppose that’s one of the challenges in living as a single woman, especially one who owns her own car and house. I often have to handle things on my own at home–such as loading my suitcase into my car or mowing my grass–so when I leave home and go to work or to church or other places, it’s natural to open the door for myself or carry a big box just as I have to do at home. Just today at lunch, one of my male co-workers teased me because I jumped out of the backseat of the car before giving him a chance to open it for me. I am so used to opening my own car door that the thought of him doing it really did not occur to me. But I did graciously wait on him as we returned to the car after lunch and this time I did let him open my car door for me!

I am not one of these women who are determined to do everything on their own, who feel that they don’t need any help from men. Believe me, I’d love more help from men! Like I said, it’s hard to find that balance of taking care of myself versus letting someone else help take care of me. It’s tough being an old-fashioned kind of girl in a modern world.