The Proposal (again!)

I had to let the Southern Gentleman know where my heart stood and Abba provided the perfect answer. I was poking around on my church’s website and found an interesting photo. When I clicked on it, it took me to a song by a group who apparently no longer exists.  However, the song just blew me away – it seemed to have been written for my situation!

Part of the lyrics went like this:

Sweetest thing I’ve known
the love that he has shown, to me.
And I can hear it in your tone
and I’m ready to say “I do”.

Uncanny!  The next time the Southern Gentleman came to call, I told him I wanted to play a song for him.  I asked him to relax, close his eyes and listen….and he did.  When the song was over, he opened his eyes and asked me if this meant I was ready.  I smiled and told him yes.  A slow smile spread over his face and he squeezed my hand.

The next day, after we finished our study in the Scriptures, he dropped to one knee in front of me, took my hands and uttered the sweetest proposal I had ever heard. And, of course, I said yes!

He might of gotten a bit teary eyed…and I certainly did too!  He then began to talk of a honeymoon.  He offered me Europe….but I demurred…no…I didn’t really want to go to Europe.  He then asked if I’d like to go on a cruise…that might of tempted me a few years ago but I really didn’t want to do that either.  He seemed a bit puzzled and he asked me what I would like to do. Although I hadn’t really thought about it, I knew instantly what I wanted to do.  I asked if we could go to a cabin up in the mountains for a week…and stay there the entire time. No shopping, no eating out…just being together.

He seemed really surprised and asked me if I was sure.  Yes!  I would bring the meals and we would have 7 glorious days to spend together. The Southern Gentleman got busy finding the perfect cabin and I got busy putting a weeks worth of meals together…and planning a wedding!

This sweet man found a cabin on top of a mountain on 5 acres overlooking a beautiful mountain range. He doubled checked before he booked it, “Honey…are you sure? I hate to see you doing all the cooking – this seems like a pretty low key honeymoon – sure you don’t want to tour Europe or take a cruise?”  I reassured him that this was exactly what I wanted to do.

It didn’t take long to put a weeks worth of meals together. I pre-cooked and froze the meals so that there would be very little cooking to do in our cabin.  It was so easy!

Now…it was time to plan the wedding!

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The Proposal (again!) — 4 Comments

  1. Praising God! And rejoicing for you! What a precious story! Thank you for sharing such an intimate part of your life. I hope other women use it as an example of what courtship should be; not quick, self-serving, physical, lust but pure, intentional, spiritual devotion to God first. How wonderful! 🙂

  2. Rebecca,
    Thank you for your sweet words. Many thought it very odd, at our ages, that we chose not to snuggle, kiss or anything else till after our wedding. We wanted to follow the same courtship model my boys were required to follow. Somehow, even in the church community, that seems to have been relegated to the younger crowd while the more mature adults are excused. We just didn’t get that! We are so happy now with the decisions we made along the way – it certainly makes a big difference in many ways!


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