Image by chrissuderman via FlickrIt was a 3-1/2 hour ride from Winnipeg to Rick’s home town. We talked and laughed as if we had known each other all our lives and were continuing a conversation where we had left off. There was a comfort and familiarity between us that surprised us both.
Rick told me a story about his coworker trying to convince him that I was probably some weirdo who had undergone a sex change. While he was laughing, I turned to him, with quite suddenly a very serious look on my face.
“Oh rats! Now you know! I was hoping to keep it a secret.” I said sternly, but I couldn't maintain the serious expression and started to giggle, then chuckle, then laugh heartily.
“I'll have to check it out for myself then” Rick snickered.
“Not until we're married” I warned, wagging my finger at him “And by then it will be too late.”
The laughter felt wonderful, from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. Joy filled the car. With the joy came the peace that only God could provide.
Every time Rick had to pause at a stop light he would lean over to kiss me. There was a new kind of thrill that moved through my blood, different than any man had caused before. If someone had asked me to describe it, I would not have had words. I simply knew that this was stronger, deeper, more right than any touch from my past.
Once we got away from the city, the highway narrowed to one lane each direction. There was very little traffic. It was unusually warm for so early in May as if God had shifted weather patterns to make for an enjoyable day of traveling. Rick named off the towns as we moved through them, and I watched the unfamiliar landscape passing outside the open window. There was mile upon mile upon endless mile of open fields. Farmers, using various kinds of large equipment that I did not yet know the names of, were busy preparing the ground for the coming season of planting. Barns, and old farm houses and grain storage bins reached out into the fields.
“There's nothing but land” I exclaimed. “Land extending out forever no matter where I look. It's unbelievable.”
“Yep” Rick nodded, smiling. “I'd expect that reaction from a city girl.”
There was space, blue sky, bright sun and fresh air. I inhaled deeply and let everything inside myself settle. “I'm here” I thought silently “here where you've sent me Lord.”
We were getting closer to his home town, approaching a lake that he wanted me to see. Rick asked if it would make me nervous if he pulled off onto a side road.
“Well, if you're going to kill me now, have at it” I laughed. “I've trusted you and come this far, why stop now.”
He slowed and pulled the car to a stop, parking near the driveway of a beautiful home.
“If we go to the beach from here we don't have to pay to get in and park” he said, taking hold of my hand, and we started walking.
It felt good to be out of the car and stretch. I noticed that we walked in the same rhythm, legs moving in unison. We were walking on a well trodden path through bushes and trees. Rick stopped frequently to pull me into his embrace and kiss me with all the passion that had been building up over the past weeks.
“Wow! I guess I hadn't needed to worry about chemistry” I said, my knees weakening at his touch.
When we emerged from the path onto the beach I erupted with delight.
“Did I ever tell you how much I've always loved the water?”
“I don't believe you did” Rick replied, shaking his head. “There's lots of things we have to learn about each other, and we'll have lots of time to learn them.”
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