How You Met

[Brenda]

My girlfriend's friend was visiting her and had her baby sister (5 yrs. old)with her.
Her Mother told her brother to come and pick them up..she felt the baby had been gone long enough..it was time for them to come home. (she had taken the city bus there.)
When her brother arrived, his sister who was also my friend introduced us.

Now.. forward a year later.

This same girlfriend who had her younger sister with her had started dating my older brother. Who had went into the Army.
He was home on leave and was with her, unbeknown to me. I had met up with another girl friend and we were walking back to the house from the drug store.. from getting an ice cream cone. As we neared the house, I seen my brother and my friend sitting in his car.
As I came up closer to the car, they got out. My brother asked me, "how I'd like to go out on a double date with them?" I ask, "who with?"
The answer was, with her brother.
Well, I felt it was all right seeings how I'd be with my brother and it was her brother. So I said, ok.

I ran into the house and changed out of shorts into a skirt.

When we got to her house to meet her brother. He wasn't there, but in the mean time our mutual old friend called.
I happen to be on the phone with her with Paul walked in.

He said later when he seen me he said to himself, thats the girl I'm gonna marry.

We went out that night as a foursome.. just riding around. A nice late June night
He asked me later to take a ride with him out to Selfridge Air Base that Sunday, he was taking a friend out there who was in the A.F.
I said ok.. and the dating began.

We were married a year and half later. Just celebrated our 51st Anniversary.

[pastorables]

My wife and I have an extended history. I will try to give the short version.

During my grandmother's first tour as pastor of Marietta, MS, my wife was around 5. During my grandmother's second tour at Marietta, my wife was around 13. As a sidebar, my grandmother served this church twice for a total of around 30 years of her ministry. My wife and I actually grew up together at different seasons during our lives and I actually had my eye on her when she was around 12, but we never got together.

Fast forward to 1986: The Lord had delivered me from sin and placed me at Marietta, where I would eventually become the Youth Pastor. Dena was backslid and dating the same guy for the past 5 years. I had a dream that they were in a church service where she left her seat with him and came to sit with me. Not long after, she recommitted to God in one of our youth services. In the coming months, we became BEST friends and literally spent 3 or 4 nights a week together for the next 4 years. We actually accepted our destiny to be together on a family trip to Florida in 1990. We were married in August of the same year and have been together going on 18 years. Dena is one of the greatest blessings to ever grace my life and she is still my BEST friend.

This is the short version.

pa

[soulsearcher]

We met at International Youth Camp, 1968, I from Indiana, she from Oklahoma. We became instant "buddies," eating every meal together and having long talks about our lives and the future. She did a monologue in one evening service (something this Alabama boy didn't know could be done in CHURCH!) and I thought she was the cutest little red-head with big blue eyes that I'd ever seen. Funny and fun. She was taken by my piano playing and sense of humor.

Later that Fall, she moved to Cleveland to attend Tomlinson College and we saw each other at B.T.I., Conventions and Assemblies, when I wasn't on the road traveling in ministry. I eventually took at job at G.H. and we married in December of 1973.

Next to Jesus, she is the best thing that ever happened to me, is my steady anchor, and has never stopped believing in and supporting my dreams.

Above all, Mary Sue is the greatest example of a Christian I've known in this world.

[DeWayneTN]

Thanks for sharing these stories - they were cool to read!

[turbotim]

Oh yes.. Jessica Diane (formaly Pace) Cook... She is the greatest.

In April of 2004, I went to our State Youth Convention in Greenwood, MS. And there on the stage singing with the praise team, an Angel singing like a beautiful bird. I was like, "Who is that?" I tried talking to her but she was so shy I didn't get to talk much. In June of '04, she came to camp with somebody and I saw her again. This time she was not leaving until I got her number.

In July of '04, we talked regularly on phone until we started dating. She was/is the MOST beautiful Angel in the universe. In January of '05 we married at the same church we met. Life has done nothing but gotten better and better with each passing second.

Jessica Diane Cook is the most beautiful, gorgeous, geniune, fantastic, sweet women EVER!!!!!!

[MOREGODlessme]

Spring of 1987. Tomlinson College. She was selling candy and trying to hook me up with her friend, Denise Hester. It didn't work. I had my sights on her. That SMILE...geez. How could anyone resist it? We both had a Marriage and the Family class together. The teacher didn't know we were going out. She paired us up. We had to plan a home, finances the whole thing. We even had to speak to a minister in a counseling session. That minister was J.E. Brisson. He would play a part in our wedding one year later. He was the minister in that wedding.
So, I could not keep my mind off this girl. She went to Africa on a mission trip. I moped around like a whipped puppy. When she came back, my parents arranged to fly her out to Oregon. I was in heaven. My parents loved her. Especially since she was nothing like the other "girlfriends" I had brought home. I also can honestly say, I have the best mother-in-law a guy could ask for. Doris is the greatest.
So, Bro. Brisson marries us. The thing I remember the most about our wedding was that it was the first wedding I had been to where someone received salvation. Bro. Brisson's 5 minute prayer for our marriage stirred up such a spirit that a lady asked to speak to him afterwards and gave her life to God. How cool is that.
So, exactly one year from the day we first went out, I married that girl. And her smiles still make me melt. Even if I am having a bad day. She brightens my world. She looks more beautiful today than she did when I first met her. I just wish I could say the same about myself. To prove that, you can see her pics on my Myspace under "My Best Friend."
February 20, 1988 we were married. And this Wednesday we celebrate 20 years together as husband and wife. But more importantly, best friends.
I love you Ondra!

[dolfan]

I moped around like a whipped puppy.

Ohhhh, brother! Not that!!!!

[MOREGODlessme]

Low blow

[Pastor Gary]

I messed around and failed to hand in a term paper in the second semester of 10th grade. Went on to do 11th grade, 12th grade, and prepared to graduate... I thought.

The counselor called me in and told me I would have to repeat the second semester of 10th grade English to graduate. Ouch. My classmates graduated and I was left with no option except to stay in high school an additional year, essentially take some busy-work classes first semester, and then do 2nd Semester of 10th Grade English to get credit for that stupid paper.

1968-69 -- Butler High School, Huntsville, Alabama.

I had been dating a girl for 2+ years, and both of us were kind of bored. I was talking to that girlfriend at her locker between classes, and saw, over her shoulder, this really, REALLY CUTE girl who was half-Japanese. I was always a sucker for Asian beauty, and, remember, it was the late sixties: she had on the shortest skirt, revealing the longest legs, and there was a sweetness and innocence about her that drew me like a magnet. That, and the legs.

I asked one of my buddies who she was, and he told me he knew her: Amy Potter.

2nd Semester comes around, I get placed in the English Class. The teacher, it turns out, was young, in her first year of teaching and had been my cousin's roommate at Jax State. This was getting easier. Into that classroom walked... yep, Amy Potter.

That was the best semester of high school I ever experienced. I have always believed God allowed that failure to make our paths cross.

I asked her out, and she informed me that she was 15, and her father would not allow his girls to date or have boyfriends until they were at least 16. I told her I would wait. She said, even so, she doubted her dad, an Army Sergeant-Major would allow his 16-year-old to date an almost-19-year-old, repeating-a-grade, long-haired drummer. But I was determined to make her mine, and I persisted. When she turned 16, I finagled my way into an opportunity to stop by her house on some pretext, and I met her mom. Eiko was a tiny, sweet, and very loving little Japanese mother, and I could see her as a great mother-in-law. Eiko fell in love with me, and approved, and I eventually convinced SGM Sam that I was okay. We married when I was 21 and she was 18, just a month after she graduated.

That was June 25, 1971. She was, and remains, the love of my life, and I am the President of the "Married UP" club.

[rjc]

Someone asked the other day how I met my girlfriend and I'll share it later in this thread but I thought it would be cool to hear how some of you who've been together for years and years told the story of how you met. Any takers?

Boy oh boy, did you get takers. I think this is one of the most enjoyable threads I have read on this forum. Why, because it is full of nothing but love and shows how God does work in mysterious ways. Thank you DeWayneTN for giving us the opportunity to share.

[Mister Ed]

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I see that others have written under similar circumstances, so I would like to share some of my memories.

A few years ago I gave my wife a Christmas card that read; ….“Someday when I look back at our family and all the things we’ve shared, what I’ll remember most won’t be the bright glare of momentous events or the shadows of troublesome times,……What I’ll remember is the constant light of your presence, warming our home with the soft glow of your love.”

How true I have found that to be in the three years I have been without her, after 45 years of marriage. I can’t describe how we loved each other and what a wonderful person she was but a line from a birthday card I gave her entitled ‘My Wife’ says it this way;….’I love her because she has never lost her magic, her charm, her sweetness’…..

I met Deloris at church in Louisville. My family had moved back to Louisville and started attending the 21st & Main church across the street from my Grandmothers home. She was dating someone else from another church and would occasionally visit there with some friends, so I didn’t pay too much attention at first. We became friends through running around in the same group of young people and then started dating occasionally as I was gone through the summers. We dated this way over a period of about 3 years, never making a commitment to each other and not knowing how the other one felt, (she told me later that she knew from the first time she saw me that she wanted me for her very own husband). Although I knew she didn’t seem to be interested in anyone else, I still didn’t feel we were serious toward each other, until;.

…..In 1957 I was being drafted into the Army and had my orders to leave in a few days. We were on what might have been our last date, as I was leaving for 2 years, 6 months in Kansas and 18 months in Germany. We were in the back seat riding with another couple, when we both realized we didn’t want to spend our lives apart. That night, for the first time we said “I love you” to each other (that magic moment). (the 1st time I had ever said it to a girl). We didn’t become officially engaged at that time but we spent the next 2 years planning to do so when I was discharged from the Army. Those two years we wrote a letter each day to each other planning our lives together. We might have missed a half dozen or so from certain circumstances, but not many. Through those letters we made a commitment to each other that lasted throughout our life together, never wanting to be apart, always remembering the two years we had to be. We were married in July, 1959. We continued to give each other cards with little love notes. And flowers on no special occasions with a little note that said ‘just because’ or ‘thinking of you’.

By always committing our lives to each other and to God, I felt no bitterness when she was taken from me. Instead, I thanked Him for the many wonderful years we had together.

No one else has done this but I want to show a picture of us and our three lovely children, made in the early 70’s. One of my favorite pictures.

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Charles Barnes

[Dr. Ron]

Thank you Mr. Ed for the wonderful tribute. I have been married now for 43 years and I would hate to think I might be without my wife in 2 years. She is the light of my life as well.

I loved the pic. If someone will ever teach me how to upload pics, you guys will get sick of my family!

[Mister Ed]

Thank you, Dr Ron.

To up-load pictures to the forum- I up-load them to 'Photo-bucket.com' and they give instructions on how to post them on forums.

[Pastor Gary]

First, I have finally erased the picture of a talking horse when I see your username, thanks to that photo, and your story was wonderful, romantic and made a lot of grown men cry. How blessed you were.

And how blessed she was to have been loved by you.

[Mister Ed]

Thank you and Dr Ron for the your comments. I enjoyed reading your posts and all the others also. They all were inspiring.

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