Through a series of life choices and unfortunate circumstances, I ended up in northern California penniless and drug addicted. Through connections I made there, I became drug free, got a job, and had a roof over my head. Calvary Chapel was instrumental in all of that. This was in 1997.
I volunteered in the church book store. One evening, I was sitting on the floor behind the counter entertaining the baby of the bookstore manager. She was manning the register. The guy came up to the counter to purchase a commentary on Acts. I heard a transaction taking place, and I looked up. As I looked up, he looked down. We made eye contact. Something happened. I don’t know what. A zap. A feeling. A physical oomf! I don’t remember what he looked like at that moment, I only remember those big blue blue blue eyes. He nodded at me slightly. I nodded back. He completed his transaction and left.
I told the manager, “I’m going to marry him.” She thought I was crazy.
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