Friday, May 6, 2011

How a lie won my heart

Michael lied to get me to go on a date with him.  Well- he played a joke on me- and when I realized what was going on I knew I was going to say yes!

I was forced by my parents to go to the overnight youth camp during one weekend in July.  I am actually a very shy person and really didn't want to be "stuck" with these people that I didn't know.  By the afternoon of the second day I was feeling a little more comfortable and found myself sitting with a group of people and chatting.  The girls started pointing out all the "couples" and making it very clear who was off limits.  Someone asked me who I thought was "cute", and seeing as Michael was sitting near me in the group, I had to give them my second choice. ( I was smart - pick a cute guy that wasn't "spoken" for!)

  I said " I think Pat is cute"... "yeah, I'd go on a date with him to get to know him at least."  That is when Michael - very seriously came and sat next to me.  Michael quietly said, "Well, Pat is gay."  I looked at him, trying to figure out if he was joking, and he looked at me with a straight face and said, "Pat is one of my best friends and he is gay.  You would't be interested in him."  Sitting across from me was Pat's sister, Jessica, so I asked her.  Jessica said, "Yeah, we try not to talk about it too much."  I looked at Michael again and saw these little creases starting to form around his eyes.  "Your lying!  I can tell! Your eyes are smiling!" I said laughing.  Michael answered, " Eyes can't smile!  Your new - I'm just telling you the facts!"  At that point the pastors son walks up and before he could talk to anyone, I ask him about Pat's "preferences".  Jeremiah, without loosing a step, walks by and says, "Yep".

Now, at this point I am still not convinced.  Michael still had "smiling eyes", but everyone seemed to be confirming the story.  Feeling a little bit braver, I wave Pat over and ask him.  Pat immediately starts acting feminine and speaking with a dramatic lisp answered, "Yes".  Thats when the group busted out laughing and I knew I was going to like Michael very well.  Behind his very quiet exterior there was a sense of humor.  The fact that I felt like I could read him - even with everyone LYING to me - made me feel connected to him.

And that - was how it all started.  Sixteen years ago this July.  I saw Michaels eyes smile and my heart melted :)



Thursday, May 5, 2011

Building the Perfect Man

So, I made a list.  I heard a minister once say, that when you are praying for something it is good to be specific.  Paper and pen ready, I started with number 1.) Christian 2.) No Emotional,Spiritual,Mental instability... 15) No tattoo 16.) No Earrings.....45) All body parts - no missing limbs.  I was EXTREMELY specific.  List done all I had to do was pray about my list and wait.  Since I was only seventeen, I wasn't in a hurry to get married.  I figured I would just be praying over my list and when I was older I would find my "perfect man".

I am a firm believer in Hebrews 11:6 "But without faith it is impossible to please Him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him."


One day in June, about six months after I made my list, my family and I were on our way to visit a new church.  While I was getting ready I had the feeling I was going to meet my future husband.  I will even go as far as saying, I believe God was speaking to me.  Looking back at the moment when I saw my "Mr. Perfect" is like watching a scene from a movie.  It is like everything happened in slow motion.  My family got to the church late and we walked in just as everyone was sitting down after worship.  That is when the heavens opened and a choir of angels sang - my second but first real love- turned around as he was sitting and our eyes met.  You know that feeling you get when you are on a roller coaster, right as you tip over the top of the hill?  Thats what I felt.  My first thought was "NOT MICHAEL!"


I looked around the room and spotted about three other people I was sure could be "the one".  Maybe I didn't really hear from God?  Michael was not what I had pictured at all!  In fact, he was the polar opposite from "A".  I had always been attracted to guys with light colored hair  and Michael's was as black as midnight!  He was cute though and no other guy ever made me feel so scared and safe at the same time with just one look.  I thought, I'll go slow and see if God really does bring us together.  Who knows, maybe it was just warm in the building.  I didn't want to base anything off of "feelings", especially when I hadn't even spoken with him.  Did I mention he was cute?   


Why did I mention "A"?  (see part 1 and part 2)  Without going through everything with "A" I would not have known what guys didn't like!  Being young, I was immature in a lot of my thinking and actions.  He was nothing but honest when we were fighting.  lol!  I really learned a lot.  I also had some baggage I had to give over to God.  I may not have sought after God the way I did.  "A" was a great friend and thanks to social media, we can still chat.  (Though we only talk every couple of years!)  I am thankful to have gotten to know his sisters, who I still pray for and keep up with on Facebook! I am not regretful of the past because I see how it made the way for my future.  My future with MY perfect man.....

Building the Perfect Man

So, I made a list.  I heard a minister once say, that when you are praying for something it is good to be specific.  Paper and pen ready, I started with number 1.) Christian 2.) No Emotional,Spiritual,Mental instability... 15) No tattoo 16.) No Earrings.....45) All body parts - no missing limbs.  I was EXTREMELY specific.  List done all I had to do was pray about my list and wait.  Since I was only seventeen, I wasn't in a hurry to get married.  I figured I would just be praying over my list and when I was older I would find my "perfect man".

I am a firm believer in Hebrews 11:6 "But without faith it is impossible to please Him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him."


One day in June, about six months after I made my list, my family and I were on our way to visit a new church.  While I was getting ready I had the feeling I was going to meet my future husband.  I will even go as far as saying, I believe God was speaking to me.  Looking back at the moment when I saw my "Mr. Perfect" is like watching a scene from a movie.  It is like everything happened in slow motion.  My family got to the church late and we walked in just as everyone was sitting down after worship.  That is when the heavens opened and a choir of angels sang - my second but first real love- turned around as he was sitting and our eyes met.  You know that feeling you get when you are on a roller coaster, right as you tip over the top of the hill?  Thats what I felt.  My first thought was "NOT MICHAEL!"


I looked around the room and spotted about three other people I was sure could be "the one".  Maybe I didn't really hear from God?  Michael was not what I had pictured at all!  In fact, he was the polar opposite from "A".  I had always been attracted to guys with light colored hair  and Michael's was as black as midnight!  He was cute though and no other guy ever made me feel so scared and safe at the same time with just one look.  I thought, I'll go slow and see if God really does bring us together.  Who knows, maybe it was just warm in the building.  I didn't want to base anything off of "feelings", especially when I hadn't even spoken with him.  Did I mention he was cute?   


Why did I mention "A"?  (see part 1 and part 2)  Without going through everything with "A" I would not have known what guys didn't like!  Being young, I was immature in a lot of my thinking and actions.  He was nothing but honest when we were fighting.  lol!  I really learned a lot.  I also had some baggage I had to give over to God.  I may not have sought after God the way I did.  "A" was a great friend and thanks to social media, we can still chat.  (Though we only talk every couple of years!)  I am thankful to have gotten to know his sisters, who I still pray for and keep up with on Facebook! I am not regretful of the past because I see how it made the way for my future.  My future with MY perfect man.....

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