Thursday, January 22, 2015

One day a boy met a girl.
And he ran before the school bell rang and handed her a bouquet of beautiful hand cut roses wrapped in tin foil.  And she smiled.
And he went to war in the Middle East and she went to college on the East Coast.
And she saw his picture in a newspaper so she wrote him a letter and he got it in the middle of the desert and he wrote her back.  And he smiled.
And months passed and they faced their battles and both survived.
And one day before he was to return to a faraway land he came home and rescued her.
And she got her smile back.
And he brought her to San Francisco to a beautiful spot and extended his hand and asked for her heart. And she smiled.
And they met at the altar at high noon before God and their families and got married.
And she got the first twenty years of marriage with a home sweet home, three babies and german shepherds.
And as their family grew they learned how much God loved them and they learned how to love one another.
And now, it's the second twenty years of marriage, his twenty.
And they are still learning about God's love and still in love, still smiling at each other.
And one day, a prayer they had been praying for eleven years came true.
And this is when their story begins...

We are moving to Kampala, Uganda, Africa.

"Ask of Me, and I will give You the nations..."
Psalm 2:8




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