There is an engineer where I work that shared an interesting story about how she and her husband met and got engaged. This is the second marriage for both of them.
She’s from Kentucky, so it is rather entertaining to listen to her talk. (I told her it is hard to believe that she’s from Kentucky since she still has all of her teeth).
They had dated for a number of years. He was a contractor and she was an engineer for the state. On her way to work one morning, as usual, she stopped by the jobsite to see him. Their conversation that morning went something like this…..
(him = DS, her = J)
DS: “We’ve been together for a long time, haven’t we?”
J: “Yes DS, we have.”
DS: “And we’re pretty good together, aren’t we?”
J: “Yes, we are.”
DS: “And you know I love you, right?”
J: “Yes, I know you love me.”
DS: “And I know you love me too, right?”
J: “Yes, you know I love you.”
DS: “So I was thinking, maybe you and I should get married.”
J: “I think that’s a great idea.”
At this point, DS hands her his checkbook and tells her to go to the jewelry store across the street and pick out whatever ring she likes……
J (in total disbelief): “I can’t pick out my own ring!”
DS: “But I want you to be happy with it and I don’t know what kind of ring you would like.”
J: “I’m sure whatever you choose will be just fine.”
DS: “But…. “
The look on her face clearly said, “Are you freaking kidding me?!?”
She shoved that checkbook back at DS (more like hit him with it), then stormed off and went to work.
Nearing the end of her day, he called and asked her to stop by the jobsite on her way home from work. So she did.
DS handed her a small box (from the jewelry store across the street) and she opened it.
J: “This is very pretty. What is it for?”
DS: “It’s for you!”
J: “How nice. What’s the occasion?.”
DS: “It’s an engagement ring!”
J: “Oh. Really?”
After a long pause…….
J: “Well what?”
DS: “Are you going to marry me or not?”
DS: “Why not??”
J: “Because you have not properly asked me.”
DS: “Oh, good grief……”
He got down on one knee and proposed.
She accepted and they were married two months later in a park surrounded by family and friends in a small ceremony that had about as much romantic appeal as the proposal. But the flowers were pretty, she said.
That was over seven years ago and they are very happily married.
Well, I have finally met my very best friend. I have no idea yet as to how to propose, but I will. What I do know is that the marriage relationship itself is so much more important than the proposal, or even the type wedding. I am convinced that if both people spend their time putting the needs of the other person first, then that marriage will last a lifetime. (Phillipians 2:3) And because of the kind of person she is, serving her and honoring her is really easy, and enjoyable.