12 and 11….and counting

20 Dec

Twelve years ago on December 21, my roommate, Ch-narla and I made a trip to Atlanta for me to meet Mojo.  He and I had been communicating by email and telephone since August 18.  It was a whirlwind autumn friendship that was budding into a romance…and little did we know what God had planned for us!!!

Mojo and I had made plans to meet at Lenox Square Mall on December 21, 1996, and for the life of me I can’t remember what time!!!  He was bringing his sister, whose name ironically, was almost EXACTLY the same as mine!  We shared a first and last name, and ended up being known by our middle names in family conversation….anyway,  I had the brilliant idea that I would stand on the second floor above the food court so I could see him before he saw me…little did I know, he was thinking the same thing!!!!  I was so nervous about meeting him face to face!  I had seen pictures of him…had spoken with him numerous times a day on the phone…and of course we emailed constantly!…but to actually meet him…to look him in the eyes.  Oh, My!  I was scared!  What would I think…what would he think?  What would his sister think???

When we finally saw one another all of the fears were laid to rest!  It was as if we had known one another forever.  We embraced, we talked, we walked.  We held hands, we laughed…

There is nothing like the first meeting.  Being able to remember your feelings for someone the first time you saw one another.  The first time you realized that you actually loved this person that you have known…and that the rest of your life was meant to be with them…through everything.  Good times and bad.  Sickness and health (and multiple surgeries).  Through children and aging parents.

With that said, a year minus one day later, we were married.  In front of God and our family and friends, we pledged to be with one another forever.  I have to admit, humbly, at that point in my life, I did not realize exactly what that meant.  I just knew that my life needed him.  I didn’t care where we lived, what we did, or how we did it.  I just needed Mojo to complete me.  As time went on, we struggled, as most couples in their first year of marriage do.  We were not mentored through our courtship.  We were not formally mentored in our first year of marriage.  We had decided that we would be active in Mojo’s home church, but did not really have a close relationship with our Lord, and were pretty much going through the motions…, but during our first year of marriage God did some amazing things.  He reached out his hand, and introduced us to some wonderful God-fearing people in the small church we were attending (Mojo was a member and I became a member after a few months of marriage).  During the three years in North Carolina, we grew in our faith and understanding of God’s Word.  We became to love God and try to put Him first in our marriage.  We still fail at this, but when we see ourselves failing we pick ourselves up and get back on the right track.

We continue to seek God’s path for us as husband and wife.  We struggle to find our own time at this point in our life, but we are very fortunate to have a strong support network of family and friends, and we are able to have a night here and an afternoon there to come together and date.  Whether we are just sitting and watching a movie together or we are able to steal an entire uninterrupted evening together. 

Mojo,  you are the love of my life and I thank God for bringing us into each other’s lives.  I love you for your faithfulness to God’s Word, your seeking Him in our marriage and family life.  I love listening to you talk to our children about God and what His Word teaches us…and I love learning from you.  You have supported me in the past few years more than I ever could have imagined.  You never asked me to change, but were happy to help me and to continue helping me….You complete me.  I love forever and always!!

December 20, 1997

December 20, 1997


3 Responses to “12 and 11….and counting”

  1. charla December 20, 2008 at 12:32 pm #

    Happy Anniversary!!

  2. Matt Vaughan December 20, 2008 at 2:09 pm #

    I would never have thought that it had been that long ago! I still remember when I met Mojo for the first time: we were at the 4th of July party at my house in Wynlakes. Maurice drove what I thought at the time was the coolest car I’d ever seen–and to top it off, he was the only non-drug-addict I knew who could name off every cool band God ever created. Pretty sure I thought Maurice was the man from day one.

    Good choice, my dear cousin. See you guys in a few days with Bethany!

  3. notsosahm January 3, 2009 at 8:13 pm #

    Happy Anniversary y’all! What a great story and a great testament to God’s glory. He’s worked miracles in our marriage as well. I couldn’t give the glory to anyone else.

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