My name is Rick. She was very pretty, but her mother was strict. I saw her in school between class and once a week on a date, usually Friday or Saturday night. That just wasn’t enough time, so I decided to go to church with her on Sunday. Once in the morning and once in the evening. It was almost a whole day with her, well almost. I had gone to church with mom and dad, but nothing regular, just hit and miss. Mostly special occasions. During those Sunday mornings and Sunday evenings she paid attention to Brother Jones as he preached, so did I. The Lord was working on me each week until I couldn’t hold back any longer, so I walked down the aisle.

The Lord had told me that everything I ever wanted and needed was at the end of that aisle. He was right. Not only was I provided salvation and forgiveness at the end of that aisle, I was also provided with a wife in that very same spot. The Lord was right, all I needed and wanted was there waiting. A small promise of happiness here on earth and the great joy of eternal happiness with Him in heaven. All I ever needed and wanted, right there, waiting for me to just ask.