As my fiancé and I drove down the highway that dark night, we got into quite a row. Because we were arguing so vehemently, he pulled off the side of the road so we could ‘talk’ – well, all that happened was that I continued to scream at him while he tried to verbally defend himself.
In a fit of anger, I opened the car door, stormed out and stomped down the road. I yanked my engagement ring off my finger and threw it in the ditch…
Ohhh… Why did I do that? I immediately realized my mistake. It was dark and there was no way I could find my ring now… hot tears ran down my cheeks and as I walked back to the car. I wondered how in the world I was going to tell my fiancé what I had done. I reached the car and slowly opened the door. He was sitting there crying. When I told him what I had done, he then wanted to leave the car – I grabbed his jacket and pleaded with him not to, telling him how sorry I was.
We wept and prayed together. He took me home and I had a fitful night.
The next day as soon as he got up, my fiancé went out looking for my ring. He was willing to buy me a new one, but he wanted to look for my original one first.
He had called me to tell me he was going to look for it, so my mom and I prayed he would find it.
We were soon rewarded with hearing his aoogah horn and the sound of his loud car as he came zipping around the corner to our house…
Ohhh, I was so excited!
He proceeded to tell us what happened…
His frustration mounted as he searched for my ring in the tall grasses in the ditch. He moved his metal detector all over the place, nothing happened… his frustration grew and he thought, “OK – I give up, I’m just going to take one more pass and then if I don’t find it, that’s it.”
He then heard that still small voice… Did you pray?
“Ohhh. No.” So he sent up a prayer that the Lord would use his metal detector to help him find the ring.
He thought, “no, it can’t be.” But it was. There was my ring laying on the grass right next to a 45-mile an hour speed limit sign.
He was so excited!
We had a turning point in our relationship that day, as God further confirmed His desire for us to get married.
My fiancé’s unconditional love became a balm to me that day, wrapping me in it’s warmth, where it has held me captive (in a good way) for over twenty-five years.
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