I try not to gush too often on this blog - but it hit me that if this is meant to be a forum for my thoughts, a place to refer back to years down the line, I'm going to want to remember this scene...
My sweetheart dashed out of work tonight. He looked up the metro/walking directions to Costco because I had an unexpected call that slowed me down. He walked a mile with me from the metro station to the store to stock up on things to fulfill a church duty that actually is mine. He retraced those same steps - this time, the weight of our purchases weighing us down and the previously light rain advancing to a drizzle. We decided to take everything to the church, where another activity was wrapping up - so he dropped everything to help put away tables. From there, we caught our fourth train of the evening and journeyed the last six blocks to home in the pouring rain. It's 10:20 and there is finally something edible on the stove. But Noah noticed a missed call from a special friend he met at church several weeks ago who has taken an immediate liking to Noah and his very sincere and genuine interest in others.
And so my sweetheart, hair soaking wet, dinner waiting on the stove while I'm sure his stomach rumbles in protest - is in the bedroom on the phone. Engaging and not rushing a conversation that I'm certain means the world to the individual on the other end.
I'm totally grabbing tight to those coattails on my way past the pearly gates.
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What a man! Go Noah! :D
I just did some serious catching up on your blog since I've been gone in AZ recently, and it makes me miss you so much! Al, you are such a fun writer!! Love your stories and the way you tell them, love your adventures, love your craigslisting abilities and your cute apartment, and love that you got the man you deserve. I hope we'll get the pleasure of your company this weekend!
It's so nice to see that the gospel--being lived correctly--really does change lives.
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