I kept putting off being introduced to my now hubby, because he was a Pastor. I finally said "yes" to the friend who kept asking me to meet him because we worked together and I got tired of listening to her. Our first date was to see "The Rock", he was very nice, had a wonderful smile, but a bit bigger than I liked and he was still a Pastor. I took his number, but wouldn't give him mine. I didn't see or talk with him for about 6 months after that. I went bowling one night and there he was
, busted. He made me promise to call him that night when I got home, which I did. We talked from 1am to 5am and he asked me to drive to a city about 3 hours away, he had to preach there. I didn't go, but we started talking more and he was sending me flowers 2-3 x per week at work.
A couple of week later I met him for lunch and I was late arriving; when I walked up to the table, he stood up and with my dingy self, I thought he was leaving because I was late
. I'd never had a man stand up when I approached anything.
I knew he was more serious than I when he took me to meet his family. I was very attracted to his gentleness, kindness, his Spirit and I then fell totally in love with him.
He wanted to get married after 2 years of dating and I kept saying no. One night, (on a Tuesday) we were out shopping and I heard the Lord say as clear as could be "You said you wanted a good man, well here he is. You need to marry him or you won't ever get married". I then turned and and told him I was ready to get married. We've been married going on 13 years, and he's the best and most wonderful man I could have asked me.
Yes, he's still a Pastor, but I've been able to handle that now. He's still sending me flowers, opens car doors, spoils me rotten, and treats me like a queen
.