In Case You Were Curious

The feat of writing a post and explanation for what happened this past weekend has kept me from even attempting it for some days now.  How do you describe miracles but not as to cheapen the treasure of their testimony?

First I must begin to explain who this man Steven is, and who he someday will be.  Skeptical, I have been for some years now which is why I categorize his existence as a miracle.

He is strong.  Meek.  Authoritative in speech, and yet the most gentle of men.  He hates all the usual things like Wal-Mart and loves all the usual authors like G.K. Chesterton.  His brokenness before the Lord was what set him apart from the crowd for me.  I honor this man with words of encouragement.

"Steven, you are dearly loved and anointed by Jesus.  Not because you have done great things for Him, but because your heart longs to make Him the focus.  You know He is good even in the desert seasons.  You have chosen Jesus.  You have a closeness with Him that inspires me to seek Him and take Him at His Word!  I remember your words which opened my eyes to see your heart...'Jesus is all satisfying'...I would agree." 

The full-version of God removing the scales from both our eyes will have to be told in-person.  Please don't deny me the joy of recounting God's timing, intricate details, and testimony of growing FREE in Jesus.

But I will leave you with this...

The sun was setting on my 23rd year and Steven wanted to go on a walk with me.  We began to drive towards Hy-Vee--or what I thought--to grab a bottle of wine for my birthday dinner the next night.  I cleverly suggested we first go to our usual walking path around the lake before the sun sets.  Little did I know, that was his plan all-along.

Stepping out of his truck, arm-in-arm, Steven pointed to the lonely island connected by a bridge out in the middle of the body of water.

"Have you ever been on that island?"

"No..."

"Wanna go?"

"Sure."

As we reached the far-side of the bank I noticed someone behind a tree.  The woman in a black dress was playing the violin.  "What a cool thing to do out here by yourself," and the question, "Is that my friend Erin?" simultaneously ran through my brain. After a closer look I discovered it was indeed her.

I suddenly realized that Steven was proposing to me.  He looked into my eyes as I started to sob and said, "Leash, are you okay?"  He first sat next to me.  Then, stood up and brought out a letter from his pocket.

"Alicia Christine Taubert..." He began.

I screamed twice after I saw the ring and dove into his arms as an attempt to tackle him.

After about 20 minutes of hugs with the friends on the island that were spying out the event, I was surprised by a party on the other side of the lake with friends and some "best cousins" who drove down from Sioux Falls.  It was all his planning.

Jesus suddenly has given me a gift for my birthday that I have been asking for, for some time now.  Anyone that has been following my blog just weeks before may have noticed the subtle change from some lonely thoughts to receiving blessings from God.  Reading this, you have probably figured out that I was talking about the entrance of a godly man into my life.   It's taking a while to accept and learn to receive this gift because I didn't earn it.  I never stopped asking God to bring me a husband and I never got to a certain point in my spiritual walk where I "arrived".

I am just left to do what God told me tonight.

"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!"--Philippians 4:4  

"I have found the one whom my soul loves."--Song of Solomon 3:4