Our Golden Anniversary (27 years on February 27)

It was  Sunday morning, December 21, 1986, and  exactly six years earlier on December 20th, 1980, when my little world was shattered in  a thousand pieces. My "'til death do we part" husband walked out the door as he headed for greener pastures. Merry Christmas.

The next months and years were as if in a bad dream. Everything I called my own dropped out of my life, one by one, from my home and my best friend (who relocated to a far away city), to my church, to my beloved mom who moved to heaven soon after. In my spiritual immaturity i even believed that my God had turned away and forsaken me. Ashes, tears, and a broken heart was now my lot.

For the next six years i lived in a shadowy blur......mentally, emotionally, and physically. I drifted back into old patterns of the BC of my life. Back to the muddy puddles and the sow's food i had long before been delivered from. My future was a great black wall before me, and daily urged  me to end my life. 

Fast forward........................

Pensacola, Florida. Autumn, 1986: I forgave God, He forgave me, and we walked together again. I had finally yielded to whatever He wanted for me. Whether single for the rest of my days, or not, i had my Savior and He was all i wanted and needed ! Suddenly i landed a great job as Resident Manager of  a tropical Spanish style condominium complex, complete with Spanish courtyard swimming pool,  and lovely apartment ! My very own "home" at last ! It was December 5th, 1986, when i moved into my new home on my 11th Re-birth Day ! A Divinely Happy Re-Birthday gift from my Loving Abba.

For the first time in six long years, i was no longer "homeless", moving from place to place, city to city, from Wyoming, Michigan to Atlanta, to Philadelphia to Grand Rapids, and finally to Pensacola, Florida. 
One week and four days passed in my new home, and it was December 21st, Sunday morning. Christmas in full swing, with all the trimmings, i decided to travel the 10 miles to Brownsville Assembly, (thinking there had to be some great musical talent there instead of the rinky-dink sleepy little church i had been attending in Pensacola.) 

I arrived about 15 minutes before the service began. Walking the center isle, alas ! All the seats were full ! Turning to walk back, lo and behold, an isle seat was vacant ! And, next to it was a very attractive fellow, shirt and tie, and Navy Blue blazer. "Is this seat taken?" i asked (puzzled)  Looking up he stammered, "Uh.......no".  "Well, it is now "  i chirped. His name was Randy Bigbie.

 Eleven days later, in the presence of Randy's family, he, on bended knee, looking kind've pale but confident, posed the question.........."Will you marry me ?"

Without hesitation i replied.........."Of course !! "

Eight weeks later, on February 27, 1987, we married. The rest is history. 

I am still praising my God and Father for His Mercy, Grace, and His incredible Gifts of  Randy Bigbie,  our marriage, and the 27 years of   "Restoring the years that the locust had eaten".

Amen.