Our Love Story – Part 1

Today I’m starting a series to share my love story with the world. I’m also writing it to record for posterity. The heart of our story is Christ. Without Him and His grace, we would be far from where we are today. Our love story starts with childhood, so there will be a lot about growing up mixed in with romance.

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Both my husband and I grew up in Christian homes – I was the oldest child in a pastor’s home and Ernie was the youngest of three in his home. We lived only twenty minutes from each other for years before God in His amazing providence brought our families together.

In November of 1990, our church advertised Thanksgiving services in the newspaper and via fliers. My Dad posted a flier in our local gas station window.

Three months later, that flier was still in the gas station window when on a whim Ernie’s dad stopped at that gas station. He saw the flier, was interested and called the phone number – and talked to my Mom.

In March of 1991 my Dad, who does Civil War Re-enacting, held a program at our local library. I went with Dad to help him set up and to be there with him. Ernie and his Dad came. Ernie looked SO cute in his little Cub Scout uniform! {swoon}

Don’t ask me how, but the moment that I saw Ernie, I knew in the caverns of my heart that I would marry him. We never spoke to each other that night. He was ten years old and I was nine.

That night, I went home and told my sister that I saw the boy that I was going to marry.

And guess what? Ernie went home and told his siblings that he saw the girl that he was going to marry.

To be continued…

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  1. says

    Oh, you have me hooked!! {And on a complete side note & I know you’re wondering: this is what she got out of my story … when you saw Civil War Re-enacting, I think of Sweet Home Alabama – like that??}
    .-= mandi @ itscome2this´s last blog ..Saturday stumbles =-.

  2. says

    That is so cool! My husband saw me at 14 (he was 19) and he told his brother the moment he saw me that he knew one day he’d marry me. I started writing him letters that night and saving them in a box…which I gave him on my wedding night:-)
    .-= Helen Joy´s last blog ..Coming soon… =-.

  3. says

    I just love reading or hearing about stories like this. It is so amazing when looking back you can see God’s footprints in your life. I look forward to reading more.

  4. Ernie says

    The only way to enjoy this story more is to have enjoyed it in person. Thankfully, I was one of the two who did. :)

  5. says

    Aww, this this great. I have read a little about your love story on in your ‘About’ section and I shared what I read with my husband. I am looking forward to you filling in the blanks, hehehe. Thanks for your blog Myra! (c:
    .-= Kristine´s last blog ..Married to the Military Monday =-.

  6. Ale says

    I love your story. I met my husband when we were 12 years old at a Christian summer camp. His dad was the pastor of the church that hosted the summer camp. I went to the summer camp with my school/church. I still remember the first time I saw him. I get goosebumps and a knot in my throat just thinking about it. :)
    He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. We had a crush on eachother and spent alot of time together at camp. When camp was nearly over I asked him the most embarassing question that he still teases me about to this day: “if we kiss do you think it will bring us closer together or tear us apart?” oh my!! Out of the mouth of babes!! Well we tried to sneak away and kiss behind a big bush in a dried out riverbed. And as we looked at eachother nervously, bam! we were caught!! A camp counselor grabbed us both and dragged us back to our cabins. We had one last campfire together where we exchanged addresses. We wrote to eachother for over a year and then he moved to the midwest. I was heartbroken. Little did I know that 18 years later we would find eachother again. We fell in love hard and I moved to the midwest to marry my first love and live happily ever after. It is amazing that God could bring to souls together who shared a love so pure and true at such a young age. Our marriage and love is what dreams are made of. I’m glad you get to share such a sweet miracle with your husband. God is so goood!!!!!!!!

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