The fact of the matter is that I feel as though you can get to know someone through the mail just as well as you can get to know someone face to face…if not a little better.
“Don’t analyze and don’t fantasize” was my motto for those two weeks and I would blast the radio with dance music each time I got in the car to try and prevent myself from doing just that. But I was falling in love. Read Their Story: And Then I Fell In Love
God sure has a sense of humor, doesn’t He? When I signed up for an eHarmony profile it really wasn’t with the hope of finding a husband on there… Meeting a husband on eHarmony was about the most unromantic thing I could think of, and not what I wanted my love story to be like.
There were walks in the meadow hunting four and five-leaf clovers, a motorcycle ride to a logging job where I learned to identify Dogwood and Trillium, and looking for those elusive Morrell mushrooms down by the slough. Spring characterized our romance.
And suddenly, here we were: continents apart, talking about this mystery called marriage. I prickled with excitement, fear, and nerves. Praying into the dark hours of the night. Which is where I dreamed of a room full of rings…
I secretly wanted to marry Kyle the moment I met him. But I never told him this.
I always kind of knew that I’d end up falling in love with a guy who was first just a good friend, because that’s the only way I can really be myself. And to realize that this guy, who answered all my theology questions, and whom I enjoyed spending time with, and who was totally single, felt the same calling as I did for future ministry… that just floored me.
In that next year of waiting on the Lord, I came to appreciate so many things about Merritt—but especially his practical wisdom and his patient trust in God.