Hi, and Peace to all here,
Once upon a time in my real life, I went to be "counseled" by the "wise man" who would marry me to my now deceased husband (and the loving father of my youngest daughter, who is now the loving mother of his grandson).
(I am remarried now--does everyone think that is okay
. Ask me if I give a nickel....)
Anyway, both me and my fiancee were barbers. We were not attending any church at the moment, even though we both were brought up to love the Lord. I will not go into detail about how we settled on a church, but it was a pretty darned good compromise.
But before we made this compromise, we wanted to get married. And so, my fiancee had a client--a minister who just happened to know us both, because we both cut his hair, and he knew we had feelings for him, because he had recently experienced "losing" his wife, the mother of his three boys. And he knew we cared about him and his family.
It was a nice life--we had a beautiful daughter--he went to be with the Lord when she was nine years old. I am glad someone was willing to marry us. But to this day, I cannot figure out something that this minister said to me during the counseling sessions. I was a young, and I guess pretty, woman--and he just kept bringing attention to my red lipstick and fingernails--I never told my fiancee how uncomfortable that made me.
I do not really know what this has to do with the conversation at hand...but in some way or the other, I just feel like it is relevent. Anyone know why? Why was this important to this man--??
InPeace,
InLove