Most
of you probably think that I have always loved Vern. Not so. In
fact, I used to beg God to get him out of my life.
Then
we became friends. Only after I
found out he didn’t have a computer.
And
then he asked me to marry him, and I got really mad. I called my mom.
“Well,
Nancy, did you ask the Lord about this?”
My mother. She’s so subtle with me,
isn’t she?
“Well,
NO, MOM. “ Said with definite undertones of sarcasm.
“Then
I suggest you get off this phone and go to the Lord.”
Phone
went click, and the Holy Spirit was so strong in the air that you could just
feel the heaviness.
And
so I tried to reason with God.
Because I thought that the Lord and I had a good thing going. It was just the two of us, and bringing
Vern into the picture, well…that was going to cramp things up a bit. And was He aware that Vern was a TEXAN? For crying out LOUD...!
But the Lord was going to have His way
on this one, so finally I said,
“Ok,
Lord, I don’t understand your plan here at all, but I will do it out of
obedience. “
Yep,
that’s how it all started.
But
it didn’t stay that way.
God had a plan for me and He gave me
Vern to help me get there.
And so here I am. Healed. Growing. Joyful. Content. Trusting. And loved, loved, loved by My God and my husband. I couldn't have imagined it would be like this!
But God knew. And I am thankful to the core for the man He gave to me.
I’m
so crazy about you, Cowboy! Happy
Birthday from your country girl.
