So I'm a little behind. Sorry all y'all.
Michael had stayed with my grandparents on the way home from Montana, and we had visited a little bit. He had told me he would pray for me as I finished up college classes, and I would pray for him on deputation.
It didn't take long for things to accelerate. Actually, it's quite comical to go back and read our emails, as they were a little awkward at first. We continued writing every couple of days or so; and just about a week later, Michael asked to send me the materials he sent to churches to see what I thought. It was quite a shock to me, and I wasn't sure what to say, so I told him I would talk to my daddy first, and then let him know.
Then I flipped out and called daddy. And daddy, like any good daddy would, called Michael and asked him point blank what his intentions were. I felt bad for not involving my dad right away, even though we were just friends. We didn't really know each other. After daddy and Michael talked however, Michael and I started emailing almost every day, and with much longer emails. We wrote about our testimonies and major doctrines and a little about our families.
In September, my daddy suggested to Michael that he call me for my birthday, which didn't take much encouragement. It was the best birthday surprise ever! -And the first of many delightful calls.
By this time, I was so distracted in school, that my teacher commented on uncharacteristic spelling and grammar error. My family started to tease me and give me those "knowing looks," and my pastor's wife asked me about the twinkle in my eye. Whether I would have admitted it or not, I was thoroughly enjoying the attention, and I liked Michael just a bit.
Michael had stayed with my grandparents on the way home from Montana, and we had visited a little bit. He had told me he would pray for me as I finished up college classes, and I would pray for him on deputation.
It didn't take long for things to accelerate. Actually, it's quite comical to go back and read our emails, as they were a little awkward at first. We continued writing every couple of days or so; and just about a week later, Michael asked to send me the materials he sent to churches to see what I thought. It was quite a shock to me, and I wasn't sure what to say, so I told him I would talk to my daddy first, and then let him know.
Then I flipped out and called daddy. And daddy, like any good daddy would, called Michael and asked him point blank what his intentions were. I felt bad for not involving my dad right away, even though we were just friends. We didn't really know each other. After daddy and Michael talked however, Michael and I started emailing almost every day, and with much longer emails. We wrote about our testimonies and major doctrines and a little about our families.
In September, my daddy suggested to Michael that he call me for my birthday, which didn't take much encouragement. It was the best birthday surprise ever! -And the first of many delightful calls.
By this time, I was so distracted in school, that my teacher commented on uncharacteristic spelling and grammar error. My family started to tease me and give me those "knowing looks," and my pastor's wife asked me about the twinkle in my eye. Whether I would have admitted it or not, I was thoroughly enjoying the attention, and I liked Michael just a bit.
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