When Oliver and I met as neighbors neither of us imagined we would be here today as husband and wife. Many said it wouldnt work because we were as different as the East is from the West with its furthest points. Several preacher friends said it wasnt God and we were unequally yoked. I spoke in tongues, he didnt, I was a preacher and he was a Catholic/Adventist, I dont drink and he likes glasses with salted rings, I dont do clubs and he loves jazz and reggae fests, I wore my shirts and dresses totally covered and he liked sporty and classy, I was brown and full figured and he favors light/white not above size 6., he was of a European mindset and I was deficit of culture, he was a hours on end reader and I was an endless workaholic/organizer. I cared about everything people thought of me and he could care lesser than less..... Who would imagine that God planned this detail to detail. I had the pleasure of witnessing my husband come to the altar all 6.5ft of him after hearing the song You Dont Know My Story fall on his knees and accept Jesus as his savior. I have a son who was once fatherless now secure in his image growing and maturing. I have the memory of aunt Sarah who said on her dying bed, study the root (Olive) and marry him he will make you proud and happy. I have the memory of my father in law who recently went to glory who always said two are better than one and your neighbor girl sounds like a nice woman. My father in law loved me as much as he loved Ollie. But more than all of these I have peace and rest from ever being abused again. Surely enduring 5 years of battery I NEVER wanted to give anyone up close and personal contact but God. So this man who they said wouldnt work out allowed me to stay home for 8 months battling thru depression after my company called it downsizing, gave thousands of his hard earned money to my charitable choices, cooks for me like Emeril, brings me flowers just because, maps out all the safe stopping points when I have to travel across the state to teach at the prisons or preach (thats right Im still preaching the gospel) yes this guy is the man that I love. This birthday will be the first of an only event time frame for me to show him my gratitude. So please give a round of applause for Mr. Oliver Hastings because it takes a great man to clean up the last mans residue. It is a pleasure to shower him with a fraction of love and care he does me. I know its Thursday and its throwback so I went back with thought and music .....ladies dont let some unhappy unfulfilled person talk you out of what God designed to His details. PS: This post understands it will get negative chatter I hear it in the spirit and no we are not perfect and aint in each others fluff but we have Godly and lawful rights to each other so Im exercising my rights.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Apr 2014 14:00:30 +0000
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