After 3.5 weeks of going cold turkey (not seeing T.W. except for two brief moments on skype) I finally was able to see him! My friend Zach was going up to the Charlotte area for some interviews, and offered me a ride because he was going to the exact same pace T.W. is on Wednesdays. So I rigged some work schedules, skipped choir practice, and left with him at 8:30 in the morning so I could see my fiancée for about three hours before coming back in time for church choir at 6:00.
The trip is about 2.5 hours both ways.
And I hate car trips.
But oh my goodness. I needed to see T.W!
We ate cheap chinese food, talked about housing possibilities for our future home in July, and the whole question of whether or not I feel called to be a pastor's wife.
Because T.W. is going to be a pastor.
All these years I have refused to marry a pastor because I am a PK (Pastors' kid).
Isn't it funny how the Lord works?
At this point, to keep things short, I don't feel called, but I feel prepared because of my upbringing and knowledge of how my mom has had to support my dad in whatever he decided for our family. I am already having to follow T.W.'s lead on some things, which is hard for this oldest child! But I am learning, and praying about this whole thing called "calling." T.W. and I really know very little about the biblical foundations for calling, so at this point it's just hard for me to figure out what I am meant to do. I know I was meant to marry T.W., and he obviously knows this too....... but what was I made to DO? As in profession, or role, or job, or responsibility?
It's hard to be patient, but it is situations like this where I learn a little more how to be patient.
In other news, I brought back the bangs from a near 13 year disappearance!
(before a night on the town Friday)
(Today: looking a pale there from the camera glare!)
It's so different! I feel more creative/artsy now. Haha
Because bangs are SO artsy.