A few weeks ago I shared these two photos to celebrate the day my Sweetie (finally) asked for my hand in marriage (yippee! ) sixteen years ago. So I thought i would share them here also, with a bit more info about that exciting day. :)
First off, I met his cousin TWENTY years ago last May while working at The Cannon Beach Christian Conference Center. We hit it off immediately and our friendship has only grown stronger over the past twenty years. We’re actually more like sisters than just friends. :) Over that first summer she would have relatives visit, but I somehow didn’t meet any of them…until HE came to see her that August. As she introduced us and we shook hands, God told me he was the one I would marry. I didn’t argue. He was/is pretty handsome! And fun! It’s a good thing God let me in on the plan, since I ended up having to wait four years for the proposal!
This life shattering news threw me for a loop because I had big plans…I was leaving the country in a short three months to serve as a missionary in Ireland for a year. I pursued him anyway, keeping Elizabeth Elliot’s advice in mind, of course, which means I didn’t TELL him I was going to marry him. I did, however, make it clear that I was interested. At the time, he was also interested in me…as well as some others. This, of course, made me crazy! He stayed on to help for a couple of months to fill in where needed. Yay! I would say there was no official dating at this point, but lots of group activities, and a few non-group activities.
But I was twitterpated, and came close to canceling my plans for missionary work in order to be around, just in case. I was supposed to marry him after all. In the end, I decided to keep my commitment and call, so I headed off and settled for letter writing with this great guy. It sure would have been more fun these days with email, Facebook and Skype!! I definitely don’t regret sticking to that commitment. That year, that turned into two and could have ended up being even longer if it weren’t for a certain handsome guy I was thinking about, led to twenty year friendships and visits back to the gorgeous green isle to visit those loving and gracious friends. I wouldn’t trade that time!
So then I came home and several months later he moved to be where I was, and this time he was only interested in ME! We started officially dating and after awhile (several months) people seemed to constantly be asking me if he had proposed, especially after holidays like Christmas and Valentine’s Day. I finally started responding by reminding them that I’m the woman. I’m not the one to propose, the man is. They finally began asking him instead, but he wasn’t ready. It turns out he thought he might need another year to decide. After a few months of this, we felt we were at an impasse, I didn’t want to get even closer to him and his family, only to have him decide I wasn’t the one for him, and he wanted to be absolutely sure about the decision. I was always struggling with what I felt God had said to me four years earlier, and the message I was getting from my sweetie. At the time, I was working with the church youth group and singing on the worship team. The leader for both of those was also the associate pastor at our church, so we decided to meet with him and his wife for some counseling on the matter. They agreed we were at an impasse, and as I couldn’t think of a solution, we broke up. He was concerned about how he would propose now if he decided to, since I felt it best we not even talk for awhile. We were both heartbroken and miserable, but three weeks later, after prayer, fasting and many chats with long-married couples I learned, he proposed, just four years and two months after we met. Haha! He knew after all. I was stunned, especially since I hadn’t read the pre-proposal letter he had written to prepare me in case I wasn’t receptive to seeing him. I wasn’t even sure if I uttered the word “yes” out loud. He assures me that I did. Little did he know…I didn’t need a letter if I was getting the RING!! :)
Those daisies (my favorite) in the background had a letter attached to prepare me, but I didn’t read it until afterward. My friend wanted to see inside the chapel (read, leave me alone to read), so I went in to show her. In the foyer, I saw my Sweetie hiding, wearing his suit and holding a rose…surprise spoiled. :)
We had a fantastic day! He had wanted to propose at the beautiful Multnomah Falls, but our friend that was helping him secretly plan couldn’t tell me what was going on, so I said I had laundry and lesson planning and no time for all of that that day. Haha! So after the proposal at Multnomah Bible School’s darling Prayer Chapel, I spent the day with my new fiance’, NOT laundry and lesson planning!! :)
The proposal was after church, so then we went to lunch at the Irish Bank (now closed : /) in the “private” booth we had always admired, think curtains, but a window to the street, then found a Greek Festival with yummy food, music and dancing! We had a great day!! And we were engaged!! :)
Since our engagement happened in October, which was the month I always wanted to get married in with all of the gorgeous autumn colored leaves, (autumn is my favorite season when I live in places with crisp, cool air and the great colors), we had to figure out a different month for the wedding, because I wasn’t waiting ANOTHER year to get married! We finally decided on March with an Irish theme, since we both have Irish roots, and I obviously have a soft spot for the country and people. That’s pretty much the story. A short engagement and then a wedding! If you want more about the wedding day, you can find it HERE and HERE.
I’m so thankful for my Sweetie! :>