Our Love Story: The Seven Year Prayer {Part 1}

In honor of this being the month of love, I thought that perhaps I would share my love story with you. Mushy, I know, but I am without a doubt a romantic soul.

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I first met my future husband in the fall of 2000, but in reality, our love story began long before that fall Sunday morning. Let’s rewind back several years- ok, make that at least seven years before.

It all honesty, it started even before my thirteenth year. Parents begin training their children and preparing them for life at infancy. Nurturing your child’s heart and life is a precious and tremendous responsibility and it is never too soon to begin. Such was the case in my life, however, it was in 1994 that I began to take a personal interest in matters of the heart. So for the sake of this mini-series, I will start there, 1994. My newfound interest in the matters of love was not in a way that one might think. As a new, and might I add, normal teenage girl, I was beginning to notice boys.

Typical girl, I know.

You see, I was raised in a Christian home where Dad and Mom loved each other and it was obvious to all five of their children. It cultivated a desire down in the depths of my romantic, teenage heart to one day find a man like Daddy and to have a love-filled marriage like theirs.

It would be years, however, before I had my first date.

To some, that first date would be the beginning of their love story, the moment it all began. But for me, this was simply not true. I took that first step in my love story seven years before I ever took that literal step on my first date. It began on my knees instead of my feet.

I prayed for my future husband, whoever and wherever he might be, for seven years. Many, many girlish, albeit fervent, prayers were whispered into my pillow during the mid to late 1990s. “Dear God, please watch over my husband tonight. Keep him safe from harm tomorrow, help him protect and keep his heart and life pure.”…..nearly asleep I’d often add, “….and  please, Lord, let him be tall.”

Yes. I poured my heart out, big and small.

When I entered Bible college in the fall of 2000, my family and I attended church together one last time before they traveled back home. It was there that I noticed him, for the first time.

He sat in the choir loft with the rest of the single college guys. He was tall, dark, and handsome.

Even from my spot on the front pew, I noticed his wavy, brown hair and chocolate-brown eyes.  My heart definitely skipped a beat.

And for me, it was love at first sight.

Hmmm….wonder who he is?  I thought to myself.

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 …to be continued…..

Thanks for reading.

7 thoughts on “Our Love Story: The Seven Year Prayer {Part 1}

  1. Lisa S.

    Ahhh, one of my favorite love stories. I’ll never forget the time when Ken and I KNEW that God was bringing the two of you together. :) So glad He did!

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  2. Jennifer

    The Lord has been good to give us both our dream men! :) I remember noticing Jonathan at the Sword a couple of years before we even started courting or he noticed me. I remember even thinking about him while I was out at West Coast…I’m just so glad that God answers our prayers! I wouldn’t traid him for the world! loved your story!

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    1. heather Post author

      Absolutely. I praise Him every day that He brought Hubs and I together. And on that same note, I’m extremely thankful that the Lord brought you into Jonathan’s life. You are such a sweet couple. <3

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  3. Christina @ The Frugal Homemaker

    LOL! I didn’t know it was love at first sight :) Can’t wait to read the rest. You are making me enjoy going back to college days and memories.

    Oh, how I wish I still had the emails that I wrote to Kristin G. and others that first summer when we started dating. They were in an old account that doesn’t even exist anymore. Would love to print them out and have them to re-read. When I went on and on about how handsome he was and how surprised I was that God was bringing someone into my life at HOME and not at college. :)

    Looking forward to part 2.

    Oh, and glad I got to be there to witness some/most of your love story :)

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    1. heather Post author

      For me, it was. College seems like eons ago and yet at the same time, just like yesterday. Strange, isn’t it?!

      I have all of our emails, cards, and our original first dating pass. Precious memories.
      Me too. I think about going dress hunting with you and Rach every once and while. Good times.

      I’m having fun writing it, but then again, I can be a sappy sort of gal. lol!

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