He Found My Glasses!
I have an ornery side to my character.
It’s my Dad’s fault. No. Actually it’s my Dad’s, Dad who is at fault. I hail from a long and silly heritage of practical jokes and teasing of family members.
Good Grief!
Right now let me publically state my apologies to my family. They have lived with my hare-brained antics now for years and have accepted my need to giggle at their expense as part of daily life with Lynn.
My poor husband after 18 years of marriage still stumbles into my outrageous humor set-ups with full trust. However, he has come to love this oddball side of my charm. *grin* He laughs right along with me. My son and daughter, poor kids, well, they have already inherited this family disease. I already feel sorry for my future grandkids.
I’m telling you about this quirk in my personality to bring you into our family dynamic in hopes you might appreciate the humor and the wonder of the story I’m about to share.
Two weeks ago after dropping my daughter at school, I came home and went into her bedroom to get her dirty clothes to start the wash.
What is it with teenaged girls? It must have been another fashion crisis meltdown that particular morning. Clothing lay crumpled on the floor, flung around the end of her bed and in the giant pile of shoes in her closet. Sheesh!
Feeling charitable, I decided to hang the clothes up. As I was working a shirt onto a hanger, I heard the padded footsteps of my husband. We live in a single story home with several hallways. He was perusing the hallways looking for me. After 18 years of marriage, I know this man well. He doesn’t yell… (like me, HEY, HONEY, WHERE ARE YOU). He doesn’t even call my name. He walks. He paces. He searches and when you’re married to an ornery blonde like me, his search efforts are futile.
Ahem.
So, I hear the pacing of the man. I grin to myself and move farther into my daughter’s room to see just how long it will take for him to find me. Nothing like an impromptu game of hide-n-seek in the morning to tickly my funny bone. Yessiree. I stand in my daughter’s room and continue to hang clothes in the closet. My concealment is perfect and my husband continues to walk the halls.
I hear my husband open the door to the garage. Nope.
I hear him walk the hall by my office again. Nope
Next he walks into our bedroom…. For the second time. Nope, not here.
At this point, I’m struggling to conceal my glee at his wanderings.
Finally, I decide the poor guy needs to get to work so I make some noise in the closet.
He picks up on the clue and moves directly down the hall toward me.
He rounds the corner of my daughter’s bedroom and I start giggling straight off.
I love this man. He’s not mad. He’s actually just glad to find me. He starts to laugh and then holds out his hand to show me something.
He shyly says, “ I found your glasses in our bedroom after searching the entire house for you twice.”
I grin.
He says in a half serious half kidding tone, “I thought you were raptured.”
I rush to him and throw my arms around him, “Oh honey, did you think I was raptured without you?”
He didn’t really reply. But we embraced and I rushed a prayer up to Jesus with a heart full of love and hope for this man.
So, I ask you today; Is my husband a believer or is he not?
Oh how I pray with fervor and passion that on the day of the rapture all of you will find that Mr. and Mrs. Donovan left planet earth together.
Hearing my husband’s words, “I thought you were raptured,” compels me to continue to pray for his salvation.
Don’t give up hope for your unsaved loved ones. Your influence and prayers are monumentally important.
Be blessed this day and come Lord, Jesus, come. Lynn
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Lynn, thanks for sharing that story. It is fun to joke around with each other, but our loved ones salvation is no joking matter. May we all remember to pray for one another and do all we can do so not one will be left behind!
Absolutely LOVE this story!!! You two are so cute! 🙂
Aww… that is so sweet, I have the biggest smile on my face. Thanks for sharing.
Very, very sweet.
hello lynn – great story! and I dont know if he is a believer, most likely not yet – but like Laurie wrote: lets keep praying – what I felt was: wow he believes the rapture will happen and he KNOWS you are going with Jesus and he isnt ready yet – and THAT is worth praying for: Dear Lord, thank You for not letting Mike walk in peace with himself. please Lord, dont let Mike forget that moment – that he starts asking himself: what do I need to go with my wife? in Jesus name, Amen
knock – and the door will open
hugs and love Tamara
You are too cute, Lynn 🙂 …Reading the response from your husband that you might have been raptured proves that he at least knows where you are heading. You are right, never give up hope!
Thank you for sharing from you heart, Lynn.
The NEATEST thing to me….I could “actually hear your voice” tell this story. I sure do miss you.
Fun story, Lynn, with a great message too. Have a great weekend.
Beautiful story Lynn,,,,,really touched my spirit just now,,,,