LOVE, A WEDDING, ADMIRATION AND PITTER PATTER
by Lois Breneman, © 2006, Heart to Heart Newsletter
It was about a week before our three year old grandson, Justin, would be leaving with his parents on a long car trip to his Uncle Jeff's wedding, where he would marry his sweetheart, Rachael.
Justin was asked by his mom if he wanted to have a friend come over to play the next day. He thought for only a few seconds and said excitedly, "How about Aunt Rachael? I just LOVE her!" He had fallen in love with her during our family week at the beach and I think Jeff knew from the start that he had some stiff competition!
Justin was asked by his mom if he wanted to have a friend come over to play the next day. He thought for only a few seconds and said excitedly, "How about Aunt Rachael? I just LOVE her!" He had fallen in love with her during our family week at the beach and I think Jeff knew from the start that he had some stiff competition!
Jeff had been waiting on the Lord for a long time for God's choice in a marriage partner, and we all agree that Rachael was well worth the wait! She too had been waiting on the Lord and seeking His will, as they were both delighting themselves in the Lord and serving others through their jobs and church, where they had been very good friends for more than four years. Then it happened! God gave them each the desires of their heart - in each other! For a mother and father who had prayed for a godly wife for our son for many years, it was a glorious thing to behold God at work in their lives, as He joined them together!
So on a sunny August afternoon Justin was the ring bearer at Jeff and Rachael's wedding, as the happy couple was married in a beautiful log cabin in the country. The bride was almost ready to descend the stairs and join her soon-to-be husband, just after the ring bearer and flower girl had reached the front with Jeff. As Justin started toward the front with a smile on his face, holding his little pillow just right with the wedding rings tied to it, the photographer got a priceless shot of Justin as he adoringly peered up the stairs at his beloved Aunt Rachael in her beautiful wedding gown, where he knew she would be standing.
One day before the wedding, Rachael sprained her ankle, as she was packing up some decorations and reception food that she had prepared. But she was a real trooper through it all, and I never heard one complaint. After Jeff and Rachael spent their first night in their own home, she tried to get an appointment with her chiropractor early the next morning, before she and Jeff left on their honeymoon. There was only one appointment available, and that was if she came immediately. She did and the treatment was very helpful. But the funny thing is that she had to drive their still wildly decorated car with tulle, big colorful balloons, streamers, and lipstick messages written on the windows. One lipstick message from Jeff's brother, James, said, "Honk if we're not kissing!" Here Rachael was driving alone, so who was she going to kiss anyway? People probably thought she was a runaway bride on the loose! Hilarious! She didn't remember the tin cans and gallon jugs still dragging, clickety clacking down the road, so they may have fallen off earlier.
It's very interesting that Jeff and Rachael were married on the very same date that John proposed to me many years ago! We had come to my home after church that Sunday evening and played table games with my family. After they went to bed, we went into the living room to talk. John did and said several little things out of the ordinary that evening as we played games, as though his mind were elsewhere.
As we sat on the sofa holding hands, I said to him, "My goodness! I can feel your heart beating in your hand! Are you okay? Here, let me take your pulse." It was 110 beats per minute! He said, "Well, I have good reason to be nervous tonight. You see I promised myself that I was going to ask you to marry me before I went home tonight." He really had no reason to be nervous though. I certainly waited long enough for him to pop the question and I'm sure he knew that I'd say, "Yes!" which I did! Then he took my pulse! It was 112! Needless to say, I was excited!
As we sat on the sofa holding hands, I said to him, "My goodness! I can feel your heart beating in your hand! Are you okay? Here, let me take your pulse." It was 110 beats per minute! He said, "Well, I have good reason to be nervous tonight. You see I promised myself that I was going to ask you to marry me before I went home tonight." He really had no reason to be nervous though. I certainly waited long enough for him to pop the question and I'm sure he knew that I'd say, "Yes!" which I did! Then he took my pulse! It was 112! Needless to say, I was excited!
LOVE AND MARRIAGE
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A man who says marriage is a 50-50 proposition doesn't understand two things:
1.Women 2.Fractions
1.Women 2.Fractions
THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS ALL ABOUT!
Author unknown ~ Contributed by Rosanne Ayers in Virginia
It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 a.m., when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 a.m., when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is." I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
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