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the journey
this post was a bit of a slog. the final scene gave me ghoose bumps.
I had no idea what he wanted to talk about. Was this the talk? The one I had been waiting for. The one we discuss is the real possibility of a relationship. The one where we start to go deeper. The one we head towards the rest of our lives. I hoped so.
I had a good day in class. I headed for matt's house after the class was concluded. I felt like I had known him forever. I thought about him on my ride there. I remembered my dad speaking at a retreat for pastors and missionary kids.
"Some of you have already started to think about who you will marry. Some of you have not. Some have not given thought to rather you will mary or not. Some have decided no I will not marry. Some might be unsure. Some might change your mind. Some may want to marry but it's not God's will. The reverse is true. " he said.
"Some may marry when you should not. Some may marry the wrong one. Is not. making a prediction. I hope I am wrong. when choosing a spouse, don't settle. Seek God's best. Seek his perfect will when it comes to a spouse. " my dad said.
It sunk into me. I was determined to deal with God's best. It put me at ease. I tried to focus on the lord. It was a spiritually enriching time. I took my focus off finding a spouse.
Then I saw matt at the worker's retreat. I wondered about him. Then I was invited to sing at his church. From there, everything fell into place. Now I was here.
I was excited when I entered the town of Morrison. I felt like things were changing for us. I felt like this was a huge turning point. I think he felt that way too. I pulled onto his street.
I was nervous but excited too. I pulled into his driveway. I parked the car. I turned off the car. I had been listening to music from f.b.u's college. I got out of the car. I was wearing a gray blouse and denim skirt and flip-flops.
- I saw her car pull in. i got nervous. I felt like we could not go any further until we had this conversation. I felt better having spoken to her further. He was bored with me talking to her about this. I was still nervous.
What if she was not interested in me in that way? I knew she was fond of me. She did respect me. Perhaps I had misinterpreted her interest. I was afraid I misjudged her interest. This could be a huge disaster.
I saw her pull into...