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It All Started In The Bathroom

So sorry about the picture quality. I need to work with my scanner just a bit more.

We have just endured,lovingly, The Week of Love, with Abby and Randall. What Abby failed to mention was my part of the whole relationship. So, I will take this opportunity to let you know my part of the story.

The picture above was Moving Day 2001. Samuel was 4, and the twins were 6 months. No one was happy about having to get up and move to a new house this day.

God had guided us through a most difficult time and we were looking forward to starting a new adventure in a new place. Stephen had been called to be Pastor at a church in Augusta. This was his first pastorate. He had been in the ministry for 8 years but had never been the Sr. Pastor.

We met many people and everyone made us feel welcome. A lady wanted to help me repaint and wallpaper some rooms in the house. I was all for that! So, we named a day and time and set out to paint the bathroom. As we were both in the bathtub trying to sand and get ready for paint I began talking about my sister. I told the lady how cute and sweet she was, about her sense of humor and style, about her thick curly dark hair and how although she was going to school in Conway she spent almost every weekend in Memphis (because she always felt like that was her 2nd hometown). She hadn't dated much and so wanted to meet the man that God had chosen just for her.
The lady then starts talking about her son(stepson really but you wouldn't have known it by the love she has for him). About how cute and nice he was, about his thick curly dark hair and how he lived in Memphis. He hadn't dated much and really was ready to meet the girl that God had chosen just for him.
We got Abby and Randall together right there in the bathroom at 806 N. Eighth Street!!!!!
We put them in contact with each other and at some point on Dec. 31, 2001 they looked at each other and knew that they had met the person God had chosen for them.
I cannot tell you how excited I was, and I cannot tell you how excited Molly was. She still thinks Abby is going to give her twin grandchildren!
So, that is how I played a role in getting the lovebirds together so that they could celebrate Love Week every year. So, if you are totally nauseated at the thought of the Love Bandit balloon, and the watching of the wedding video, looking at wedding pictures and drinking fruity drinks, I'm sorry. But I am so glad they found each other, that God allowed me to play a part in their romance and that they love each other today more and stronger than they did 6 years ago.

I love you both. And Randall I'm really glad you are a part of our family. You have enriched Abby's life so much and we are so thankful for the love you show her everyday.
Julie

Comments

Anonymous said…
Yeah. I'm a very lucky man to have two sons in law the class and character of Stephen and Randall.
I mention Stephen first because he was the first...plus he's much older than Randall(just like Julie is much older than Abby).
God did good in giving me those two girls and those two guys.
Sisters said…
That is the saddest picture, really. It makes me want to come give them all kisses and Nerds.
AJL
Jodi said…
Now THAT is a fabulous "sister" story!

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