I'm really not kidding. Quite a few years ago my wife and I were at a church campout. We had an arguement .We stopped talking and our pride got so powerful we both were paralyzed. Neither of us had the ability to communicate that day. I got in my car and was planning on sneaking off to a rough bar where there wiould be rough women I'm sure. I had never done this before but I remembered the many advertizements among the highway...I was so furious I was just about out of control....and then
....in that still small voice God {By His Spirit}told me my women was back there at the church camp. He caused me to fall in love for the first time. I was intoxicated with a fresh twiterpated love for my wife. I turned my truck around and hurried back. I apologizedto my wife and could not stop holding her hand.I must have looked like a fool being with her everywhere holding her hand.I thank Go dfor delivering me that day and teaching me something...love is a gift as well. Love is powerful , you will know when Mrs. Right is Mrs Right.