Well . . . . one Sunday morning when I was about 6 years old, I was sitting on the front pew at church with my little girl friends. It was the time between Sunday School and morning worship, the service had not yet started.
Being a bunch of wiggly little girls, we were twisting and turning around looking at all the people. As I remember it, the church was full. I noticed this little boy sitting next to his mother and I realized that I did not know them.
As it turned out, his father was the guest speaker for the day and was being considered to fill the vacant pastoral position. When we turned around and looked at them, his mother saw us and leaned down and said, "Those girls are looking at you." He just buried his head in her side and grinned.
His father became our pastor for a little over 4 years. During this time my husband's sister was married. It was the first wedding I had ever attended. On the trip home from the wedding, I asked my mother,
"Can I have a wedding like that?"
Mom said "If you grow up and marry and good Christian young man, yes, you can have a pretty wedding like that."
I responded with, "Who, someone like Charles?"
Well . . . just call me a baby prophet because 11 years later I married him! :)
He was my first date and my last. (There were others in between ;)
During the last dating period, he lived near Dallas and I in Oklahoma. We dated for two years and were formally engaged for 1 year.
Yes, 38 years ago I had that beautiful wedding and I did marry a good Christian young man. He has been my pastor for 36 years. He's a very good speaker ( Oh, . . . . thank God!)