So obviously Hubby is the preacher. He worked at a bank for 13 years before we went into the ministry. His last position there was as a real estate appraiser. He loved that job! But we felt like God was calling us into the full time ministry so away we went. I think he is pretty amazing as a minster. He does well speaking on a weekly basis. I can say this because other people have complimented him. Most of the time I'm corralling kids in the pew so I couldn't tell him if he had a good lesson or if everyone was staring at him in utter confusion. He has an amazing way of working with people. Pre-marital counseling, grief counseling, I'm having a rough day and need to vent counseling--he does it all. I've watched him in most of these situations at one time or another and I am always blown away with how well he handles sticky situations or how he knows just what to say to someone when most people would be tripping over themselves with awkwardness. It isn't all roses with his ministry, but for the most part he loves it and I'm glad I get to walk this journey with him.
I met Hubby when I was 12 years old. He was a bit older. My Mom and my Grandmother were both so impressed with him that they both, on separate occasions, unknown to each other, asked him to wait until I grew up so I could marry him. Thankfully, I did not know this until a few years ago. I don't actually remember meeting him at all at that point.
Fast forward two years. I'm now 14 and we meet again at a church camp. I decide that he is everything I have ever wanted for a husband and fall hopelessly in love with him. He has told me that he doesn't really remember me being at this camp at all.
Jump two more years and we're together at another church meeting (seeing a pattern)? I've been in love with him for two years, he's just broken up with a long time girlfriend. I decide if anything is going to happen that I have to make the first move. So I make sure and sit by him during church. Brazen, I know. But at this point I live in Oklahoma, he lives in California, so he humors me by writing me a few emails in response to my twenty.
Long story short, he finally wakes up to what I've known for over 4 years and decides he loves me too. 5 weeks after I graduate from highschool we get married in Oklahoma and I leave all my family to live with him in California. We haven't had a perfect marriage. There are patches that I remember vividly as being very difficult. But we made a commitment to each other and 12 years and 4 kids later here we are. He is exactly the kind of husband and father I knew he would be when I fell in love with him at 14, only 10 times better. I thank God for him every day. I am truly blessed to be able to call him my husband!
I could go on for quite a while about everything I love about this man, but I think I prefer to tell you about the things he does and the man he is on a more spread out basis. If I told you everything at once you might get jealous! :)
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