Some girls lay in bed as high school and college students begging that God would let them marry a minister. It’s true. I know them. They are nice, genuine women who I have a great deal of respect for. I was not one of ‘em. Nope. Never did I ever ask for a life in vocational ministry. Never did I even consider it. Instead, my prayers, from the time I was about sixteen and a half, if I remember correctly, consisted of pleas for marriage to one man…one boy at the time. Joshua Wesley Blackwell. With his strong jaw and soft chuckle and gentle spirit. Did I ever love that boy! [Still do, for the record]
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