“Those who honor Me I will honor, but those who despise Me shall be lightly esteemed.” – 1 Samuel 2:30
You keep calling it “singlehood,” but in the realm of the spirit, there’s no such thing. Heaven doesn’t call you single. In the spirit, every woman is either married to God or married to her husband. There is no in-between. When you are unmarried in the physical, you are not alone. You are under the covenant of divine covering. And if you’re not consciously dwelling in that covering, then you’re spiritually exposed—vulnerable to counterfeits, demonic affliction, and the slow leak of your oil.
God never called women to be self-governing. From Eden, a woman was designed to be covered. First by God. Then, if aligned and ready, by her husband. But this generation abandoned God as their first love and adopted boyfriends as temporary shelter. This is not just dangerous—it’s dishonor.
God is Jealous.
He is not indifferent when you say you love Him but keep sneaking into beds He never approved. He watches you give to a man what was supposed to be a sacred offering to Him. It is not about sex. It is about covenant. Intimacy is an altar. Your body is a temple. And when you offer it to a man who is not your husband, you declare that your temple belongs to someone else—not God.
And then you wonder why men don’t honor you. Why they ghost you, use you, cheat on you, disrespect you. It’s not because you’re not worthy. It’s because honor flows from heaven—and heaven gives honor to those who honor God.
“Those who honor Me I will honor, but those who despise Me shall be lightly esteemed.” – 1 Samuel 2:30
God doesn’t play about covenant. If you say you are His, then be His. Don’t cheat on Him emotionally, sexually, or spiritually. A woman fully covered by God walks differently. She doesn’t beg for love. She doesn’t chase men. Her spirit is full. Her womb is blessed. Her life is fragrant. Why? Because God poured into her.
Just like a wife is poured into by her husband, God pours into His daughters in singlehood. That oil you carry? It’s not random. It’s sacred. And that fullness is not from makeup or status—it’s from abiding. From tarrying. From letting Him touch your soul in the midnight hour when you could be texting that man back.
Dating is not covering.
A boyfriend cannot impart the anointing. He cannot open destiny doors. He cannot build your spiritual DNA. He’s not graced to father your spirit. Only God can. And a husband, only if he’s sent by God, steps into that role. So why would you submit your body to a man who can’t carry your destiny? You do yourself a disservice when you let your oil leak in dating culture. God is trying to preserve you, but you keep handing yourself to people who don’t know what they’re touching.
Womanhood is not defined by sexual activity. It’s defined by substance. And substance is not taught, it’s imparted. When you sit with God long enough, He pours into you. He speaks identity. He reveals purpose. He teaches you to be a wife in spirit before you ever wear a ring. If you bypass that process, what kind of woman are you becoming?
One the world can trust? One your future husband can build with? One your children can draw wisdom from? Or one who dishonors the very God who gave you breath? The real you is born when you let God cover you. Not when a man calls you pretty. Not when he buys you lunch. Not when you give yourself away hoping he’ll stay.
Let God cover you.
Let Him anoint you.
Let Him teach you the beauty of being His.
You are not single.
You are spoken for.
You are covered.
And if God is your first husband, act like a bride.