I was soooo glad to get back into my car and go along by myself. Alone. Ok, it wasn't that bad - but we did not hit it off - and it was not the right thing.
An important verse to me at the time was Psalm 62: 1-2,
"My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my Rock and my Salvation. He is my fortress I will never be shaken."
I remember getting in my car that evening and saying this verse over and over and over to myself as I drove up North Academy to go to Michael's. (yes, craft stores were a comfort even then!) And, I can remember saying it in my head as I walked through Michael's - God's Word came alive to me in those moments and surrounded me with peace like nothing else could.
I wrote in my journal (to my future husband) the next day,
Meanwhile, I kept praying for what God had for me. I was asking God for His best and to protect me from anything that wasn't His best."Last night I went on my first date - a blind date, it wasn't with you!"
Time passed on - there were interests of mine and others trying to set me up. But nothing came of any of that so it isn't worth telling.
After six years working at the school, I knew it was God's time for me to move on from there. I had already resigned my position as cheerleading coach earlier in the spring. But, by the summer - I knew it was time for a change.
In God's provision - I got a job working at Glen Eyrie! I loved being out there and enjoyed the scenery to the full! And, time just kept going on as it always does.
I started working at the Glen in the summer of 2000. Initially, life just went on - with no apparent prospects in sight. I can't remember the exact sequence of events - but there were several interested young men during this time.
The thing was that I had prayed and asked God to keep me from anything that was His best. So, when one of these young men expressed an interest - I prayed about it and every time I had gotten the answer, no.
Most of the time, this was not well received - for me to just go to them and say, "I've prayed about this and I just don't have peace about it." But, I'll never forget one who was so very respectful of what I shared instead of defensive. That was a blessing to me in doing what was right.
Through all of this, I was now in my mid-20's and had continued praying for God's best. It was getting a bit discouraging to have to turn some away and hard to be firm with a particularly persistent one (a pastry chef who even created a recipe named after me for some kind of baking contest).
To be continued...