On October 19, 1984 I had my first date with Brent Reeves.
On June 15, 1985 I became engaged to Brent Reeves.
On February 1, 1986 I was joined together with Brent Reeves before the LORD and our friends and family … until death parts us.
Brent and I enjoyed spending time together my Junior year at Samford University. We went to the SU basketball games, watched Auburn football together, took a road trip to meet the families, played a little racquetball, walked around campus chatting and talking doctrine, and I spent hours upon hours watching him play intramural sports. 🙂 He lived in an apartment off campus, but we spent most of our time on campus. After graduation, he headed home to Georgia and I headed off for a week to Panama City Beach, FL with a singing group (of SU students) because we had some concerts scheduled there.
After the week, I dropped some friends off at SU early in the morning after driving all night. On my way home, I fell asleep at the wheel and ran of I-65 from Birmingham to Decatur, AL. The little car I had come to love, my Datsun Honey Bee, was totaled after flipping over and landing in a ditch. Jesus Never Fails rang out loudly in my cassette player that early morning as I crawled up that embankment with only a scratch on my toe. My parents came to get me, and after seeing the skid marks of my car’s tires in the median then back over and off the road, we praised God for His protection of an unwise college girl driving when she was too sleepy. Because it was so early, very few cars were on the road…
About a week later, my friend Amy and I met Brent and the rest of the summer crew back in PCB for a summer-long student Beach Project with the Campus Outreach organization.
We were engaged one night that summer. It was supposed to be a beautiful night, like the others, where we would stroll down the beach, sit in a swing and watch the sunset. This night, though, there was a cold front. It was raining and chilly. But, with a diamond ring burning a hole in his pocket, and having worked up the nerve for days, nothing was stopping my Prince Charming from proposing that night. We ended up running under a gazebo where my teeth were chattering, and he knelt down on one knee and ask me to marry him. He jokes that it was all part of the plan. To freeze me to death so I would quickly say yes and we could run back to the warm car! 🙂 It wasn’t the romantic scene he had planned, but it certainly was memorable!!
We spent the next few months planning, talking and praying about the future. On February 1, 1986 at Central Baptist Church in Decatur, AL my brother walked me down the aisle to my future hubby, and my Daddy married us.
Thank You that You have never failed me … Never. Ever.