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.
It was Sunday, September 15,1968. Bob had graduated from high school and moved to Kansas City to attend the 6 weeks, hands on, part of a computer class he had taken over the summer. The town he lived in was 300 miles from KC.
I was 15 he was 17.
He was renting a small apartment and didn't have a car in town yet.
That Sunday morning he looked up a church in the yellow pages and called a cab. He "thought" this was the closest to his apartment, it was across town though.
That morning our pastor asked him to sing. He had just placed 2nd in nationals for our denominations talent search.
Wow what a beautiful voice! The new guy was so cute, but I NEVER got the attention from ANY guy. I was a skinny kid and the cute girl in church always claimed any new guys.
I saw her walk down the isle in her green checked dress and thought what a sweet smile. I asked someone her name but she said that Debbie was dating someone...
That evening Bob came back to church even though it wasn't the closest. He sat in the back with all the other teens. The girl he sat next to was the one who had said I had a boyfriend! Oh well,
Then fate stepped in!
She had to go up front and play the piano and we ended up setting next to each other. When he found out I wasn't dating he says he was so glad! Imagine my heart flipping summersaults at this moment. When it was time to read scripture he offered me his bible and put his hand over mine. Quite a slick move don't you think? Well that did it, I was a goner.
Bob and I dated for three years before we got married a year after I finished school.
This year we celebrate out 40th anniversary.
I KNOW that when he accidentally chose the wrong church it was actually God bring us together. NOT an accident
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