In the spirit of true romance, I’ll tell you that I still
remember my exact thought the first time I laid eyes on my husband.
My dad hired him to play the steel guitar on a Gospel album he
was producing.
Bob was wearing a light blue windbreaker, hip-hugger jeans,
and a chicken-yellow shirt. Around his neck was a wooden cross on a leather
cord. I’ll never forget his black hair and Beatle bangs.
He’s the cutest thing
I’ve ever seen.
That was my reaction. And from that day on, he was sealed in
my heart as the cutest thing ever. Oh, did I mention that I was eight years
old? He has no memory of this moment.
Years later he came to work full time for my dad and became
a close family friend. He was there to comfort me when a high school crush
broke my heart, and he helped me understand things in Scripture that were new to
me. He prayed for our family when we were in need. He was a true friend.
God was preparing him to be a minister, and I was learning
to trust this man with my heart. Neither of us were aware of what God was doing
at the time.
He eventually moved on from the job with my dad and one day,
when he showed up for a visit, my mom suggested that he take me to dinner. (I
love my mom.) That was our first date. On our second date, after knowing each
other for years – and knowing in my heart that he was the only man for me – I
proposed.
It took some convincing, but he said, “Yes.”
I found my lifelong love in the kitchen of my childhood
home. My dad brought him home, and years later my mother set us up on our first
date.
Thirty-eight years of marriage and counting, and we’re still
the best of friends. He makes me laugh. He’s a loyal man who loves God and me.
I couldn’t have asked for more. I’ll always believe God planted that childhood
memory of our meeting in my heart. I wouldn’t know why until years later, but
I’m so glad He did.
I’ve even got a son who looks just like him. I call them my
two-for-one-special from God.
My husband taught me everything I know about happily ever
after. I am blessed.
Thanks for stopping by to read my true love story.
God bless you,
Angel Moore
Stories of Faith & Hope
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Angel, I love this story. What a great romance. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet, wonderful romance! Great story, complete with the happily-ever-after. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove, love, love this true love story! Be thankful for your parents. They are smarter than you think!
ReplyDeleteI loved it. I especially love that Johnny Cash hair!! and the chicken yellow shirt.
ReplyDeleteEin't romance fun. No wonder we write it.
What a sweet story, Angel. You should include that in one of your books!
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ReplyDeleteWhat a terrific love story, Angel. And your mother really helped push the two of you together, didn't she? I love it. And I love how you proposed to Bob. God works in amazing ways. Congratulations on 38 years of wedded bliss.
Beautiful story...and I love the look of admiration in your eyes as you look at your new husband!
ReplyDeleteAh, you're making me cry. What a wonderful story.
ReplyDeleteWow, that is such a cool story. How old was he when you were eight?
ReplyDeleteMy great grandmother had a similar story. She met the man she would marry when she was around eight, he was twenty. She told him, one day she would marry him. He laughed it off. When she turned eighteen she found him and they were married until they day they both passed on.
Lovely story, Angel!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story. No wonder you write romance!
ReplyDeleteAw, what a wonderful story. May the lord bless you with many more years together.
ReplyDeleteYour own reunion story!! Love it. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your love story! So sweet and tender. Wait, you proposed to him! Way to go, Angel! You knew what you wanted and went after it...ah, him! :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats on 38 wonderful years!
Thanks for stopping by, ladies! Your comments are all so kind. I truly am blessed to have married such a good man.
ReplyDeleteTerri, your great grandmother sounds like quite a lady! She and I must be kindred spirits. Bob was 18 when we met.
I had to smile at the comments about me proposing. Bob and I still laugh about it.
Beautiful, touching story, Angel.
ReplyDeleteWhat a precious love story, Angel! It's so good that you shared it!
ReplyDeleteWhat a heartwarming story, Angel. Thank you for sharing it!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet story. I was out of town last week so catching up!!
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