I walked in with an attitude every day. Every. Single. Day. I hated the class. None of my friends were in it. Not one person from my circle of comrades. The class next door had Kim and Cassie. Why wasn’t I placed in there?
I dreaded my 11th grade first period class so much I drug my feet each morning, often being tardy to school. My grandmother would always write me an excuse saying I wasn’t feeling well. She’d follow it up with, “Well, you weren’t feeling well when you realized you were going to be late for school, were you?” Other days I’d just sit and stare at the clock, occasionally glancing around me wondering who all those people were. Needless to say, there wasn’t much trigonometry sinking in that hour.
By Christmas I was resigned to make small talk with some of the people around me. Didn’t I know that girl in row 4 from elementary school? By late February, I was moved to sit by a super-tall lanky senior boy whose only hobby was being quiet. I mean he NEVER spoke.
For a girl who snacked on words, I found that challenging. One day he came in wearing a mustard colored dress shirt and floral tie (Not that I was paying him that much attention, but well, I had to find something to do. Right?) “You look nice,” I told him.
“Thanks.”
And that’s seriously all he had to say. Day after day, I dreamed up things to make this guy talk. Most of the time, though, he’d respond with one-word answers – until I started the note writing.
On my college-ruled notebook paper, I’d pen silly stuff and doodles and pass it his way. I’ll never forget his eyes cutting over at me, or the first time I saw him grin.
It was over the ruffled edges of the paper torn from my spiral notebook we fell in love.
I had no idea the long arms draped across that desk would one day wrap around me and keep me warm at night. Or that together we’d build a dream, a family, and a home. But they did. And we did.
When we walk into unfamiliar territory, God always has a plan. I needed to be in that class without my regular friends, so I would notice the soft brown eyes of Alan Hatcher. While I complained and drug my feet, the Lord was weaving together the foundation of my happily ever after.
As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9 NIV
So if you are miserable in your surroundings, hang on. Perhaps God is preparing you for the best gift of all.
Thank you God for your perfect plan. Thank you for that tall boy in Trig class who stole my heart. I praise you for blessing me with such an incredible husband. Amen.
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Well you really know how to touch my heart.
You know how to touch my heart and make my eyes…well you know me. LOVE
Yes, I do know you. 🙂 I’m glad you liked it.
This is something I need to remember.
Me, too. Stacey. It’s nice to be reminded often. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings!
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Such a sweet story and a great way to get us to think… Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Thank you Kim. 🙂
I CERTAINLY needed to “hear” this today. Thanks for sharing your heart reflection.
Thank you Dana for stopping by and leaving a sweet note. 🙂 Blessings!
“So if you are miserable in your surroundings, hang on. Perhaps God is preparing you for the best gift of all.” Always good to remember this!
Thanks, Laura. I have to remind myself of it often. It’s one of those lessons I must re-learn daily. Maybe hourly. LOL.
God’s timing is PERFECT. I just sort of stumbled across your blog; your words are EXACTLY what I need to here right now. Thank you for helping me look at my situation in a different light.
Eileen b. (a new follower)
Eileen,
I’m always amazed at how God works our circumstances to give us exactly what we need. Just like in the case of my trig class – I needed Alan. 😉 May God continue to speak to you and draw you closer on your journey together.
This is a great article Carol! Thanks for sharing,
Ginger