I am a wife to a man after God’s own heart and a mamma to 3 beautiful children. These are my people. They are what I like to call, “God’s gift to me.” Sure there are times I take them for granted or I am frustrated with them, but when I stop to think about it all, I am utterly amazed. I am grateful for the challenges, the laughter, the joy, the tears, and I am amazed in the many gifts I find and learn through them.
I remember years ago sitting at the hospital bed with my Jewish Grandpa… He was old and sick and not doing well, so my grandmother and I were there to love on him and spend time with him. My papa wasn’t just anyone to me, he was so much more.
You see, when I was young my grandparents had taken me in, not once, but twice, to care for me when I had nowhere else to go. So he was also like a Father to me. My papa would drive me to school, help me with my homework, and in my opinion, he was the best coupon cutter and early bird finder that ever lived.
At this point in time, I had recently given my life to the Lord, so all I wanted was for my papa to know Him too… To find out more about my journey please see By God’s Grace.
Over the course of his sickness I would sit at his side with my new bible in hand and I would share and pray. One particular day when we were back in the hospital, my grandfather’s sister and her aide came in to say hello. It was at that very moment two worlds collided and I was totally unaware it was happening.
The aide asked my grandparents if I was dating anyone because she had someone in mind for me. To this my papa said, “Well she’s into Jesus now, but I’m not sure who she’s dating—maybe her pastor!” Oh my word! They got the last part wrong but they were tracking that I was following Jesus!
It was a few months later that my grandpa passed away, but not before seeing first-hand how the very blood of Jesus had transformed my life and how much Jesus loved him. I would often tell him, you didn’t live such a long healthy life to see me get married—which is what he thought—but to hear what God’s love did through His son, Jesus Christ. It was shortly after this time that the aide reached back out again to ask if she could give the young man my phone number. She said, “He’s into Jesus too.”
The young man and I met for the first time at a singles event at his church. It was at our first introduction that I had a hunch this was going to be a good thing. Paul’s kindness and smile warmed my heart but it was his love for the Lord that excited and intrigued me. Paul was a gentleman—always prayerfully seeking the Lord before moving forward in our relationship. Whether it be meeting up for coffee or a movie or the day he decided to propose.
I like to say our courtship was filled with little glimpses of God’s stamp of approval. From us talking about marriage and then seeing a bride who was having her photo shoot in front of my apartment complex at 10pm, to Paul praying about our engagement and seeing a diamond ring on a billboard, to the fact that we both had Jewish moms and catholic dads and lastly, our Moms’ names being Helaine and Helene. Some might call these coincidences; I call them little glimpses of God’s confirmation.
We eventually married and have been on this journey ever since. It is not always sunshine and rainbows—there have even been some really bumpy roads, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I take each day in this family of 5 as a true gift that I get to unwrap little by little. By God’s grace, we all get to see glimpses of God’s love as we learn together what it really means to live out our journey of what His love has done and is doing in our lives!