Part 1
I have been batting around the idea of writing this post for some time. I was debating whether or not y'all would really like to know or if it was just one of those things where I want to tell everyone whether they want to hear it or not. Well after a little encouragement I decided that yes, I would indeed write this post and as the subject is sitting right next to me I find myself feeling even more inspired if for no other reason than to give a testimony as to how busy and gracious God has been in the last 3 and a half months :)
December 17, 2011
Christmas Party
I had been at the party for a good 2 hours or so. I had been chatting with a few people. I really only knew one or two there so I was trying to make decent conversations with as many as I could to get to know people in my new town. I had noticed this guy that I hadn't seen before. He was hanging around a bunch of the other guys and seemed to know pretty much everyone at the party. I was intrigued with the ease in which he carried himself but really beyond noticing that, he had kind of slipped into my peripheral as I became engaged in another conversation. After that conversation ended I found myself refilling my punch glass. I don't remember how he got to my side of the room but before I knew it I am introducing myself to him. The next hour or 2 I found myself in the most relaxed and easy conversation I had had all night. It might just have been the most easy and relaxed conversation I had ever had with a guy upon first meeting. We were talking about anything and everything. The conversation just flowed so naturally. I was stunned with how comfortable I was. And it wasn't just me doing all the talking. This guy was talking my ear off, in a good way.
- He had a degree in carpentry.
- He went back to school to get his bachelors in Biblical Studies.
- Once he finishes that he will go on to seminary in pursuit of becoming an associate pastor.
- He was from the same area in Indiana that my dad was from.
- He came to Chattanooga almost 7 years ago to work for a non profit inner city ministry.
- He is handy and can fix pretty much anything in the house.
- He loves to mountain bike.
- He has a dog.
- He loves having people over.
- He has awesome taste in music and movies.
The more I talked to him the more I realized that this guy was something special. But I can't say that I had those giddy school girl feelings or that instant crush. I liked him but there wasn't a romantic interest. However, as I walked back to my car that night I remember hearing my inner voice just say, "He is it." I wasn't willing to admit quite that much to myself. After all I had just met this guy but I was willing to acquiesce that he was going to play a very important role in my life, whatever that meant.
I get home from the party and as soon as I walk in Mandi and Sarah could both see on my face that I had something on my mind and that something interesting had happened at the party. Their inquisitive looks soon won me over and I spilled the beans about this guy I had met. After listening, they both asked tentatively "So, do you like him?" Quite adamantly I said "No! I just met him. He was nice but I am not interested like that." He was just a funny, kind guy who had talked to me and seemed to show some interest in me. That was all nothing more. I could tell by the looks on their faces and their pregnant "uh huh"s that they weren't buying it. But I was not ready to admit anything more.
Over the next several days...
He friended me on Facebook and invited me to a New Years Eve party he and his roommate were throwing. I was going to be moving into my apartment on New Years Eve so I wasn't sure if I would be able to make it but I said I would definitely try. He offered to help me move in, but since I was still denying my interest in him I didn't take him up on it because in my mind I did not want to lead him on if he was interested in me. When move in day arrived I had been sick for the last several days. I had hoped I would get better in time for the party that night but it was not to be. I ended up just staying home and sleeping. But I made sure to write on his wall and tell him that I was sick and couldn't make. I didn't want him to think I was blowing him off. He was a sweet guy after all.
To be continued . . .
- He had a degree in carpentry.
- He went back to school to get his bachelors in Biblical Studies.
- Once he finishes that he will go on to seminary in pursuit of becoming an associate pastor.
- He was from the same area in Indiana that my dad was from.
- He came to Chattanooga almost 7 years ago to work for a non profit inner city ministry.
- He is handy and can fix pretty much anything in the house.
- He loves to mountain bike.
- He has a dog.
- He loves having people over.
- He has awesome taste in music and movies.
The more I talked to him the more I realized that this guy was something special. But I can't say that I had those giddy school girl feelings or that instant crush. I liked him but there wasn't a romantic interest. However, as I walked back to my car that night I remember hearing my inner voice just say, "He is it." I wasn't willing to admit quite that much to myself. After all I had just met this guy but I was willing to acquiesce that he was going to play a very important role in my life, whatever that meant.
I get home from the party and as soon as I walk in Mandi and Sarah could both see on my face that I had something on my mind and that something interesting had happened at the party. Their inquisitive looks soon won me over and I spilled the beans about this guy I had met. After listening, they both asked tentatively "So, do you like him?" Quite adamantly I said "No! I just met him. He was nice but I am not interested like that." He was just a funny, kind guy who had talked to me and seemed to show some interest in me. That was all nothing more. I could tell by the looks on their faces and their pregnant "uh huh"s that they weren't buying it. But I was not ready to admit anything more.
Over the next several days...
He friended me on Facebook and invited me to a New Years Eve party he and his roommate were throwing. I was going to be moving into my apartment on New Years Eve so I wasn't sure if I would be able to make it but I said I would definitely try. He offered to help me move in, but since I was still denying my interest in him I didn't take him up on it because in my mind I did not want to lead him on if he was interested in me. When move in day arrived I had been sick for the last several days. I had hoped I would get better in time for the party that night but it was not to be. I ended up just staying home and sleeping. But I made sure to write on his wall and tell him that I was sick and couldn't make. I didn't want him to think I was blowing him off. He was a sweet guy after all.
To be continued . . .
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