Today marks the 26th year since Dear Heart and I met.
A day for which I will always be thankful
and still remember as though it was yesterday! ;-)
Having been widowed for one year and X-tremely lonely,
my friend, Sandy, invited me to attend her church which had a singles group.
(I WAS the single adult group at our small church)
On Sunday nights, several of the singles would head over to a
country western place for some fun and to do a little two-steppin'
country western place for some fun and to do a little two-steppin'
So, I reluctantly headed over there early to take a few lessons.
(Country Western dance had not been part of my repertoire, doncha see?)
After seeing my choices of partners at the lessons, I found myself an
obscure place to hide and keep away from the "weirdos."
Sandy informed me that I had a bad attitude and how another friend of hers
had actually met her husband in a "place like this." HA! I said.
After being invited to dance with a few exuberant dancers,
a nice-looking man came over and said, "Would you like to dance with me?"
Oh yes! He was a sweet talker indeed and talked all the
time as he guided me around the dance floor.
Felt like I had been 2-steppin' all my life.
We danced and danced and went out for a bite to eat together.
After giving him my office phone number, we said our good-byes,
(not telling him where I lived.)
and then I drove home at breakneck speed.
He called the next day. We set a date.
In a few days, he called again, asking me to go to a movie
with him and "his boy."
with him and "his boy."
Okay! Now this is crazy.
Only a few weeks before,
as I sat at a red light staring at a man and his son in the truck ahead of me,
I distinctly remember my prayer,
.
"O God, that's what I need. A man and a boy."
All I can say is, God works in mysterious ways, doesn't He?
He knows, He hears, He cares.
Those eyes still spark with a sweet mischief.
You gotta love a guy like that! |
Turns out, the little boy had a sister.
So, second date finds me with Dear Heart, his son, and his daughter.
Two of the best kids. Ever!
I not only got the cake, but the frosting AND sprinkles too.
If you have time to listen, this is Willie Nelson singing
I Could Waltz Across Texas With You.
14 comments:
What a wonderful love story! Congratulations to the both of you~
What a wonderful story- God was certainly holding you in the palm of His hand and just waiting to set you down in the right place at the right time! Hope you still two-step once in a while- xo Diana
So sweet! What a beautiful story.
A sweet SWEET post!! Congratulations! That song is one of Louis Dean's very favorites!
Such a cute couple! Congrats on 24yrs and many, many more. In life I find that doors may close, but windows open and blessing pour in when we're ready. What a sweet love story, thanks for sharing!
What a great love story - I am so glad you found each other and you loved his children! How cool is that?
Loved reading this blog. Look forward to hearing more about your sweet family.
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I got some good suggestions from blogger friends so hope to do some revamping this week end, if time permits.
Blessings, Barb
What an awesome story of God's faithfulness.
I'm visiting with you via Nana Diana's blog and I'm your newest follower.
Enjoy your Sunday
I love Texas, I love Willie, and I love your story. You are my kind of girl.
"Frosting and sprinkles" you are just too cute!
Hey! What a wonderful story, I love true life stories that make me smile!
And I love Willie Nelson, perfect song to go with this post.
What a beautiful, and FUN, story! Congratulations and blessings to you both.
Awwww........I love love stories! That was a good one!
What a wonderful story! I would never have thought this was the way you and Jay met. It never crossed my mind that you two - particularly he! - could dance! Best of all was that he was apparently the answer to your prayer just a few days before. I'm sure that you were the answer to his as well. After all, look at you! Lots of love, sister-in-love, RuthAnn
Precious story. A man and a boy. Love it!
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