Our Love Story – Part 6
If you’re just joining this series, be sure to go read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5 before you read this post!
Last week, I told you how Ernie’s and my courtship began and how during my Junior year of college I felt the Lord tugging my heart to serve him on another continent.
I was offered a spot on the Africa mission team from my school. It was the opportunity that I’d dreamed of. My heart was and still is in Africa. One of the first things that I learned to pray as a child was for the missionaries in Africa. However, after much prayer and pleading with my parents for their support, I had to turn down the opportunity.
For some reason, Mom and Dad did not feel led to support me. It was a very difficult time in my life. I’m still not sure of the “why” behind their decision, but I had no other choice but to submit. I simply couldn’t go without their support.
Grace and love cleanse and heal. I have a special relationship with my parents. They are wonderful people and I love them dearly.
This situation basically plunged me into somewhat of a vulnerable tail spin.
In a conversation with Ernie we talked about my not going to Africa. I told him that I might just go to China or something to teach English for a year. He basically said I couldn’t do that. I responded that he couldn’t tell me what to do. (This conversation is so funny now.) I decided that I didn’t want to talk to him any more until I got home from college (which was about a month away).
Poor guy. He was crushed. I was trying to figure out how to heal.
Then along came another boy.
We were put in a group for a marketing class project. I thought he was the cutest-thing-since-sliced-bread (which he really wasn’t). We spent a lot of time together working on our project. I was smitten, but I think that he was pretty clueless. Silly ridiculousness.
When I arrived home from school, I didn’t really want to see Ernie. I felt hurt, but I was really embarrassed over how I fell for this other guy.
After a few days of talking and catching up, Ernie and I took a walk around my Memaw’s pond. I knew I had to tell him because we tell each other everything, but I didn’t want to hurt him.
I will never, ever forget this day. Just writing about it is making me cry.
He knew that I needed to tell him something. He said to me, “Myra, if you tell me today that you are pregnant, I will still love you. I will still marry you. And I will still love your child.”
{What Ernie said was for emphasis. There wasn’t even a minute possibility that I could be pregnant. I was saving myself for my husband.}
What love, grace, mercy and forgiveness. I knew at that moment that when he asked, I would say, “yes.” This was the man for me.
I sobbed with relief.
{To be continued…}
How did you know that your spouse was “the one” for you?
Your story is so beautiful! What amazing grace, strength, and compassion shown by your husband. No wonder you knew he was the one for you. 🙂 (Don’t be hard on yourself about that “other boy” though… we’re ALL young at some point and our attentions can be a tad flighty.) When did I know he was the one? Oh… well after everyone else in the world. I was determined NOT to fall for him, to have just a casual fling. The first time he introduced me as his girlfriend, I just about fell over. But, well, we’re coming up on 9 yrs married, so… 😉
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Boy I could write a book about how I knew my husband was the one for me. We dated for 3 months when I was 16 and he was 15. It got too serious way too fast….. he had to walk away for awhile. Completely crushed me and our friendship. We didn’t talk for almost a year and half. But the entire time…. I still knew he was the one for me. I still was saving myself for him and our future. There was never any question that eventually he would wake up and take me back. Only until did I fully submit it back to God and let Him work out the details were we back together within the week. To this day sometimes I still sit back in wonder that everything did work out and we truly are married with two wonderful children. God is so good.
I have really enjoyed reading your story. I met my husband in college while he was dating someone else. I had never dated. I wanted to save everything for the ONE that God had for me. About 6 months after we met he asked me out to a picnic and I did not know that he had broken up with the other girl. I was a little confused, but eventually said yes. It was complicated, but I somehow new that this was God’s choice for me. We went to the picnic with my entire college, it wasn’t very big. We hiked and climbed hills and just had a wonderful time. I knew by the end of the day that I would marry him, but he wasn’t so sure. Later in the summer he came to visit me while I was taking care of my Memaw. We were engaged by November and married the following June. Last week we celebrated our 5th anniversary with our 3 kids 🙂 I am so blessed!
I knew my husband was the one when he and my dad sat down and just talked. My dad couldn’t talk to my former boyfriend (let’s just say I didn’t heed mom and dad’s advice on that one). When I saw them talking I still wasn’t sure how I felt, but I knew at that minute that I would marry him. If my dad liked him I knew he must be a great guy!
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I knew my husband was the one for me when he said this: “If you don’t think it’s too soon, or you don’t think it will ruin anything between us; I would like to be your boyfriend. ” No one had ever actually asked before. Within a split second I was his. 🙂
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🙂 I’m going to have to go back and catch up on the rest of the story! God used scripture to help me know that Jeremy was the one. there were other moments too where I knew God was pointing the way for my life. Isn’t God good like that?
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Precious story! Pretty sure I have no idea why you liked that other boy- he was so not cute! 🙂
Love you sis!!
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Oh wow, I love your story!
I can’t explain how I knew my husband was the one. I just knew. I had that feeling. I can’t really explain it. I had gone through so much heartache in past relationships, and he literally rescued me!
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Hmmmm. I’m not sure there was 1 moment. It was more of the big picture. He was completely (completely!), unlike any guy I had ever dated. I was always into the bad boys (attracted to them, and then trying to ‘save’ them), and my husband-to-be was/is SO…..conservative, in that way. My family was shocked I brought this one home to meet them. My family prayed I’d marry him, as we dated for 5 years. My mother was sure he was the angel, sent to save her daughter, and she loved him until the day she died.
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