Casey and I are celebrating Valentine's day today. We didn't feel like squeezing time for us in between Domino's runs this weekend, so we're off to get dinner tonight.
He doesn't know this yet, but I bought him a violin. He's been wanting to play one since he was three, according to Connie. I have been picturing his face when he sees it ever since I got it. I hope he will be surprised - that boy is too clever and normally figures out everything before I even come up with it.
Casey and I had an interview yesterday. It was very random, actually. I had to do homework for my Bible 350 class, but I brought the wrong book with me. I was upset that I had to go all the way across the street in the cold to get the right book, but decided I needed a good grade. I was just stepping into the bookstore when I saw tables set out in DeMoss. Camp Ministry booths! This was great. I stopped and talked to a couple of people about their camps but no one was hiring full time. Disheartened and almost at the end of my search, I was directed to a table called, "Teen Quest." And older couple was standing at either ends of the hall. I approached them and we began talking about the ministry. It sounded amazing! They ran a camp, took missions trips, and wanted to start a Bible institute. This was far too up the alley of Casey and me to ignore. I called and told Casey about it and he met with them as well. This eventually led to us leaving class early to go to the Wingate, a hotel near Liberty. We met with Debbie and Mark for an hour and a half, telling them our past experiences and future goals. Casey kept squeezing my hand very tightly; I could tell we were both a bit nervous. I couldn't help glancing at Casey every few seconds - he looked so amazing in his white button up shirt and gelled hair. I admired everything that was coming out of his mouth, right down to his occasional "ums" and "uhs." God had truly been preparing us both for ministry before we even met each other, and now here we were interviewing for a job that could take us in a million different directions. In the end, we shook hands and decided we'd have to take a weekend visit to the camp. We'll see how it goes! Casey and I are officially two potential Somerset residents =) Who knows what God will do.
Now, off to celebrate with my love.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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