Mid week, last week, I received some startling news.
While the news was shocking, it was also good news that I expected would happen one day. Even though I would have preferred receiving a phone call to notify me, just hearing this brought on many thoughts.
My eldest grandson, B's oldest son, is getting married. That's right, T became engaged!
At first, I met his fiance online on Facebook (FB), but recently, I met her in person. J seems like a lovely young woman. And, it appears she is truly in love with T.
To begin with, I had some concerns. After all, T and J have not known each other very long. This truly was a concern to me.
After all, I believe this is how I made a very serious mistake in my life, many years ago. Not knowing well the person I married, when I was young.
I love my grandson and wouldn't want him to make any mistakes in life. Especially one as serious as marriage.
This doesn't mean that I don't believe that people can't fall in love, within a short time of meeting each other. Of course, this can happen!
My concern was more to do with the question as to whether this is true love. Or, is it not?
Last weekend, I discussed this issue with my grandson. T assured me that this was not a lustfull situation. He let me know that even though they haven't known each other long, as adults, they truly have known each other a long time.
It turns out that T and J knew each other from the time they were in first grade at J.E. Benson P.S., here in Windsor.
Yes, they were in each other's class year after year. And, due to both requiring some extra help in school, they even attended those special classes, together.
About the time he became a teenager, T moved away and no longer lived in the area. They lost contact. Until recently.
T happened to be sitting outside on the steps of the house where he and some of my family are living, on Windsor's west side, not far from the University of Windsor. He saw J walk by on the sidewalk and called out to her. The rest is history, as they say!
They renewed their relationship and began spending much time, together.
When she was a child, J apparently attended many children's programmes at the church I worship at and realizes the seriousness of marriage. She also made this clear to T.
In addition, J let all our family know that she still had photos of T, from all the years they had known each other, as children. Not just school pics either, but also pics of T from every birthday party of hers he had been invited to, even as children. Apparently, she had never let go of them.
The best thing I heard from each of them, is the fact that she had always had a secret crush on T. And, T felt the same way; he had always had a crush on J.
T told me that he was grateful that God had placed him there, that day. The day that he saw J walk by the house.
He said that even though he wasn't happy about some issues of his life, he was grateful that God made it so that J would come back into his life. He believes it was all part of God's plan for his life.
Ah, love... I thank my Lord, for bringing these two lovebirds together, once again. And, I pray that it is His will and plan that they marry and live the rest of their lives, together.
This reminded me of another Bible verse that is important to me. Jeremiah 29:11, "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you
and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
How grateful I am that God has provided for me, for you, and for all who believe on our Lord, Jesus Christ. How grateful I am that His plan is always for our good, and not to harm us in any way. What a blessing this is!
And, to have my grandson realize that God played a part in bringing him and J together... well, I can only say it was the icing on the cake. Every time I recall T telling me this, tears well up in my eyes and I feel like my heart will burst, with gratitude to God!
Congratulations, J & T! May God bless you, always... and be the third (3rd) person, in your marriage.
Until next time...
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