I was divorced in 1999 (no, I'm not going to sing the Prince song) because getting divorced is not like a party, no matter what side you're on, in my opinion. We have two children who, unbeknownst to us "at the time" FELT what was going on. I tried bible studies, counseling but no matter what, divorce is hard on all parties, but especially the children. Their father and I were and are a team when it came to parenting and agreeing which made it easier. So, I tried the dating thing which I really disliked, wasn't good at and guess what? Nothing had changed except there was more baggage on both sides of the fence. What I quickly learned was that it took about the third date for the baggage to come out. I have this oddity in that if I'm ready to go or done with a situation, it's like Dorothy with her red slippers (yes, this was in a previous post) and I want to be home in my comfy clothes. I can't explain it. This happened on bad dates all the time. If I knew it wasn't going to work (which I knew quickly), the Dorothy syndrome would come out and I was fidgety, miserable and well, not a good person to be around. See how random I am? Those of you awesome people out there, see? We all are...ok, back on track...the kids and I took a year off everything...just work and schools were the priority. I made a huge decision (which I'm still not sure was right because I didn't pray about it but it's over and I do think it got me off God's Path and a few loop de loop's before I was back on) to leave SBC, now AT& T, however, this decision gave me 2 precious years home with my children that they still remember to this day. Fast forward to February, 2003, I'm miserable, sitting there in front of my computer and I tell God that I'm done dating and if I have to be single for the rest of my life, so be it but that if HE wants me to be with someone, it's going to have to be so Obvious, Special (with no Dorothy Syndrome but I didn't say that because it would have sounded really dumb) and just Knock me Over. Ya know, one of those really "Listen to me God Prayers", one that I should have prayed long before then. In April, a friend that I had known for years offered to take me to a Harley rally in Tyler Texas. He had always promised to take me to one but that weekend; both of my kids had soccer tournaments which meant a lot of driving. My best friend said, "Lisa, you have to go. I don't know why, you just have to go. I'll take them." She and I went back and forth and I finally agreed...I listened. So, we showed up May 15, 2003 in Tyler and my friend was a HOG member so he had to work Registration so I walked around for a while and finally sat down on the peripheral amongst a lot of black leather. You could say I stood out. Blond hair, blue jeans, Payless black boots, lime green halter. Across the parking lot walks this very tall built tan guy in blue jeans, Harley chaps, Harley boots, Harley sunglasses and a Harley baseball hat. My heart fluttered (don't tell him) and he looked down and asked me if anyone was sitting beside me. (uh-no, and even if they were...they weren't anymore...lol) He sat down and took off his glasses and I looked in his blue eyes and I didn't have a Dorothy moment at all. We talked about both speaking French, loving beach weddings, everything. He was from Amarillo (where's that?). I couldn't spend a lot of time with him because I was with someone else but I knew this was special. God special. 3 weeks later, he asked if he could take me to dinner. I said, "How far is Amarillo from Garland?" He said, "About 6 hours." I said, "You mean you want to drive 6 hours just to take me to dinner?" This year we celebrate our 10th Wedding Anniversary together and I'm more in love with him this moment than I was a moment ago. We are a blended family but God has cleansed our past and blessed our present and God has great plans for our future. I'm so glad I listened and stopped dating. He was showing me that I needed to wait on Him, that He had someone picked out for me, someone who would surpass anyone that I could imagine. Speaking of that, my favorite verse ever is one that hopefully is still hanging on the wall in a church in Plano, Texas. Ephesians 3:20-21: Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. How much greater is can anyone be than our God? And Jesus went to be His Father so the Holy Spirit could reside in each one of us and work within us. It wasn't me that reached out and brought my husband to me, but the Holy Spirit. I give Him all the credit. We both do. And on that day, on the beach, just as we said on that bench on May 15, 2003, we had our beach wedding and married family to family.
In closing, I've humbly learned, through much trial (yes, I can be a wee controlling...lol) that if something doesn't work, stop...listen, give it to God and Listen, Wait, Be Still. Allow the Holy Spirit to do the Work within Us. He definitely will come up with the Perfect Solution instead of us going on a wild goose chase like I did with dating or eating so many donuts and pizza that we are wedged in our favorite cabana chairs on the beach. Isn't his answer better?