Be Still and Know
It was the usual Sunday routine on that beautiful spring morning. I rolled out of bed, washed my face with a cold splash of water and headed to the kitchen for my usual glass of orange juice. I hit the hardwood floor in the living room and started my push-up routine.
I dressed, grabbed my Bible and headed for the door. The Sunday school class was nothing extraordinary. I then walked from the singles classroom and headed to the balcony to find my usual Sunday morning seat where my daughter was waiting. I was so glad she was now attending church with me. She had attended another church with her mom ever since the divorce. I found refuge in Northcrest during that devastating time in my life. Now my daughter was with me and I no longer sat alone.
The service began with the choir doing an exciting number and the Pastor then welcomed the visitors as he encouraged everyone to shake hands with several standing close by. I spoke to the same group standing around me as I had done for almost three years now. As I turned to greet Ann and Jimmy who sat behind me, Ann had a big grin on her face.
“Gary, I have someone I want you to meet,” she said. “This is Karol.”
I had not even noticed Karol being there. I only knew her by diligently studying the church directory. I remembered that her husband had passed away after a long illness, but I only knew that by listening to the prayer request.
“Nice to meet you,” I said as I reached to shake her hand. I was not expecting anything more than a friendly handshake, but something happened when I touched her hand. The bells of heaven rang! I believe that God had a giant smile on his face as he said, “Well done”.
I had previously resigned myself to the fact that I would be alone for my remaining time on earth. Yet deep within I had prayed for someone to share my life with. There had been so many lonely nights that my heart cried out for companionship
Karol assumed she would live alone for the rest of her life also. She went to work, went to the gym and went home. This was her daily routine, until someone invited her to the ladies Sunday school class. She was just beginning to get out a little more. However, I think that deep inside she was praying for someone.
Little did we realize that God had a plan. While we were “licking our wounds” in our lonely states of desperation, God was working to bring a surprise to both of us. This plan came to a head in early April, 2008 when we first shook hands. The touch sent shockwaves through us, and yes it continues to this day.
I finally got up the nerve to call and ask her to dinner. She eagerly agreed. We first went out on Tuesday night. We went again on Wednesday night. I saw her again on Thursday night. Well, what do you think Friday nights are for? We went out again, then again on Saturday night. However, on our first date we both agreed we wanted nothing more than friendship.
As the days and weeks passed, Karol and I fell head over heals in love. It was a God given love. She now sits between my daughter and me in church, only feet from the place where we first touched. It is so nice to sit beside her now. I feel as though I am sitting beside an angel that God sent to earth just for me.
Although I don’t have the time to fill you in on everything that God has done for us over the past two years, I must quickly make you aware of this. As this story first makes its appearance on Faithwriters, yes today, the 12th of August, 2010, I will touch her hand once again as I place a ring on her finger and take her to be my wife.
I would like to think that all of heaven will stand at attention as God smiles and says, “It is good.” Please join us now in hearts and minds on this our wedding day and remember God’s promise, “Be still and know that I am God.”
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