Going to the chapel and we’re
Gonna get ma-a-a-aried!
So Roy & I were friends long distance for many years. We had an on again-off again “something more” several times, and it just never panned out. There were good reasons for it – and God’s timing was perfect in the way our relationship grew and changed.
So we met at college in Spring 1991. And we stayed in touch when we weren’t living in the same town throughout most of the following years. In 2002, around the Christmas holidays, we were starting to have more serious conversations and our relationship was deepening again.
And then it happened.
I don’t even remember WHAT happened or WHAT was said, but Roy said something and I heard it in a way that absolutely CRUSHED ME. And I was done. That was it. He had crossed a line and I was hurt and I wasn’t gonna wait around any more while he tried to figure out what to do with his life (yes, this is exactly what I thought)… I refused to take his phone calls or answer his emails. I think I even chose NOT to send him a Christmas card that year.
He made a few attempts to get in touch with me and I avoided him. So he gave up. And I “went on with my life” and tried to just forget him.
But God had some work to do inside my heart – and it took reading “The Power of a Praying Woman” to get to the point where God could get me where I needed to be. It was June 2003.
I was reading the chapter on “Dreams” and was reading how I needed to surrender my dreams to the Lord. ALL MY DREAMS. Well, my biggest dream – the dream I had since I can remember (literally) – was to be a WIFE and MOTHER. And God was asking me to surrender this dream to Him.
I was 33 years old – with no romantic prospects on the horizon. I was devastated and terrified. And I argued. I wrestled. For almost 24 hours I wrestled. I had thrown the book across the room when I felt God speaking to my heart. I cried and screamed and begged and pleaded. But He won.
And of course I felt instant PEACE.
The very next day, I got an email from Roy saying he really needed to talk to me. I was like – okay, I can do that. So he called me within the hour and said that God had really been working in his life and he had some things he’d been working through – and he was calling to tell me that he knew he loved me and that I was “THE ONE” for him, and he was putting me on notice (basically) that he was going to court me and woo me and someday he was going to marry me.
My jaw was ON. THE. FLOOR.
I was thinking – God, you are SO NOT FUNNY. What kind of sick joke is this?
But Roy continued. He said God had done some things in his life that needed changing, and when they changed, he realized that I was the woman for him and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
I think I spoke 10 words during this conversation. I literally was in shock. And if you know me, speaking is NEVER a problem for me…
This must have been what Sarai felt to hear the Angel of the Lord say she was going to have a baby at her old age…
In October 2003, Roy came to visit and we went on our first official date. We thought we might get married in September of the following year.
In November 2003, I flew to Ohio to visit him and spend time with our families. Roy’s older brother was having many health issues and we felt like we needed to move up the wedding date.
On December 7, 2003, I became Roy’s wife. The wedding had been planned while I still lived in Missouri and he lived in Ohio. It was a BEAUTIFUL sunny day with a foot or two of pure white, glittery snow on the ground (but NOT the roads – I had prayed for that specifically). My brothers wives, Kym and Lyn, helped decorate the archway; my brother, Dan, played the music; my brother Dave escorted my mom in.
It was beautiful and lovely – and felt just like a fairy tale, and I was a fairy tale princess.
The pastor read from the book of Ruth:
Entreat me not to leave you,
Or to turn back from following after you;
For wherever you go, I will go;
And wherever you lodge, I will lodge;
Your people shall be my people,
And your God, my God. 17 Where you die, I will die,
And there will I be buried.
The LORD do so to me, and more also,
If anything but death parts you and me.
And my groom was so incredibly handsome. I can remember the feel of his hands and his beautiful green eyes and how he looked at me. Still makes my heart flip!
(I can’t believe it, but this is the ONLY good digital picture of us I have available! We have some great pics together, but not in digital form – guess that’s a project I should work on one of these days…)
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