This is the anniversary of my marrying the most beautiful girl in the world. We'd known each other for years but only started dating the year before. I can remember having all the wrong ideas about what type of woman I would marry and what falling in love was all about. Then, the first time we went out on a date, I knew. Being with Cindy was completely different than being with anyone else. Everything seemed so effortless when I was with her. And she made me feel like I was always doing the right thing.
I was 42 years old and thought I would never find the right woman. I had given up and thought no woman would ever want to marry me. But God has a plan. We just need to acknowledge our need and that we aren't in control. In one way, I'm glad it took so long. In another way, though, I see how I was the problem - thinking I knew what I was doing and thinking I had it all figured out.
The last quarter century has flown by. I'm sure the next one will, too.
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