The beginning seems so long ago, how far back do I need to go to be at the "beginning?" Well, I know that when I was a little girl, I used to daydream all the time about the man that I would marry. The older I got, I wrote in my journal about him and I even wrote him letters. I knew the moment he walked in the room I would "know" it was him. He would be sooo grand that the angels would sing and light would shine down from the heavens! So maybe it didn't EXACTLY happen that way! As a matter of fact, I found out years after marrying Brian that we were both at the same youth conference when I was 14 and he was 15. Keep in mind that he grew up in Albany Georgia and I was living at the time in Titusville Florida! God has a funny sense of humor, he had us both under the same roof for an entire weekend! But His timing is perfect and had I met Brian back then, I may have run the other way!! (those were his words, not mine, although I may agree with him!!)
So fast forward five years, I had attempted college and flopped right after high school, pulling out of classes only weeks after they started. I ended up back in my small south Georgia town working the drive through at Wendy's wondering how in the world my prince would find me. I trusted God, but I couldn't see past the frosty machine to know what He was about to do. But everything changed in one weekend. A group showed up in my town from Teen Mania Ministries, a missions organization that I had traveled with years earlier. During that weekend, I learned more about their internship program. I knew immediately it was for me. And a long story short, I arrived on their campus in August of 1997, in Garden Valley, TX, to give God a year of my life and search for His direction.
So where does Brian come in? Well, if I remember correctly, every time he entered any room, everyone knew it! Brian had also come to the internship that same year along with 250 others. He was apart of the "ministry team," a group that traveled the country and put on the youth conventions, Acquire The Fire. He was the drummer. I had not met him directly, but he and his buddy's were loud and fun and I wanted to know them! I remember the first time I noticed him was in the cafeteria. He was telling someone ahead of me in line that he was from Georgia, he was about as redneck as they come! I was from Georgia too, but too shy to speak up. Another long story short, I ended up on the ministry team also, to be apart of the drama team. And on September 2, 1997, I stood in a small office area and was one by one introduced to the other 23 team members who I would share an entire year with. We would travel the country, live on a tour bus, have early mornings and late nights. We would grow in God together and watch thousands of teens get their lives changed, we would become the best of friends, and fight! This was going to be an adventure of a lifetime for sure! I remember the moment I met Brian, he was very handsome, no doubt. The only thing I remember thinking was how you could see a tiny bit of red in his brown curly hair. So did I "know" at that point? Did the heavens part and the angels sing? Did light shine down on him from up above? Let's see...what Brian did when I met him will forever be etched in my mind. He reached around to his wallet to show me a picture of his girl back home, the one he planned on proposing to as soon as the year was up. He was very proud of her. So....to answer those questions.....NO! He was just Brian. Although there was no fireworks, to this day, he can describe exactly what I wore that day we met in the office.....very observant, wouldn't you say! =)
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So fast forward five years, I had attempted college and flopped right after high school, pulling out of classes only weeks after they started. I ended up back in my small south Georgia town working the drive through at Wendy's wondering how in the world my prince would find me. I trusted God, but I couldn't see past the frosty machine to know what He was about to do. But everything changed in one weekend. A group showed up in my town from Teen Mania Ministries, a missions organization that I had traveled with years earlier. During that weekend, I learned more about their internship program. I knew immediately it was for me. And a long story short, I arrived on their campus in August of 1997, in Garden Valley, TX, to give God a year of my life and search for His direction.
So where does Brian come in? Well, if I remember correctly, every time he entered any room, everyone knew it! Brian had also come to the internship that same year along with 250 others. He was apart of the "ministry team," a group that traveled the country and put on the youth conventions, Acquire The Fire. He was the drummer. I had not met him directly, but he and his buddy's were loud and fun and I wanted to know them! I remember the first time I noticed him was in the cafeteria. He was telling someone ahead of me in line that he was from Georgia, he was about as redneck as they come! I was from Georgia too, but too shy to speak up. Another long story short, I ended up on the ministry team also, to be apart of the drama team. And on September 2, 1997, I stood in a small office area and was one by one introduced to the other 23 team members who I would share an entire year with. We would travel the country, live on a tour bus, have early mornings and late nights. We would grow in God together and watch thousands of teens get their lives changed, we would become the best of friends, and fight! This was going to be an adventure of a lifetime for sure! I remember the moment I met Brian, he was very handsome, no doubt. The only thing I remember thinking was how you could see a tiny bit of red in his brown curly hair. So did I "know" at that point? Did the heavens part and the angels sing? Did light shine down on him from up above? Let's see...what Brian did when I met him will forever be etched in my mind. He reached around to his wallet to show me a picture of his girl back home, the one he planned on proposing to as soon as the year was up. He was very proud of her. So....to answer those questions.....NO! He was just Brian. Although there was no fireworks, to this day, he can describe exactly what I wore that day we met in the office.....very observant, wouldn't you say! =)
Click here to continue reading... next blog post entitled "Frog."
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