Our Story: Treasure of Love

Chapter 6
Wings of Hope

Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? ... If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. Psalm 139:7, 9-1


The day we stopped corresponding, I sent an email to Kristina's parents, letting them know about our decision. A few days later, Kristina's Dad called. At the end of our conversation, I volunteered to come and help them during the summer. He seemed very favorable to the idea and within a couple days we had purchased the plane tickets. I would be spending the summer in Washington!


I was totally shocked when my parents said that Daniel was going to help them for the summer! It seemed so strange—I was in New York, far away from home, Daniel was at my house, and we weren't communicating! But my parents were very thoughtful to share little updates on how Daniel was doing. It was nice to know that things were going well.


Spending the summer in Washington gave me an opportunity to get acquainted with Kristina's family and even to understand Kristina better. It also gave Kristina's Dad lots of time to ask me questions. We had many good discussions while working together on a building project.

Towards the end of my stay, her parents and I had a chance to talk more seriously about our future. When I returned home, it was with her parents' approval for us to correspond with careful boundaries. Soon, my Dad and I were on our way to New York to pick up my brother and several other colporteur students. My heart filled with joy at the thought of seeing Kristina once again, yet it was not without a bit of apprehension. How will Kristina respond, after so many weeks of not hearing from me? I wondered.


I don't think I've ever been more scared than the day Daniel arrived in New York! What will he say? Will we be able to communicate again? But relief and joy flooded my heart when he told me about his visit with my parents, and their approval for us to correspond once again.

As hard as it was, those months of silence were a blessing. It had given time for my emotions to settle down, and enabled me to think more clearly. After seeing all the ways God had been leading thus far, I believed that He really was drawing us together. We committed to continue working together in ministry, to follow His leading, and to spend time discussing issues pertaining to ministry and future work. The change was amazing! My mind was now in control of my emotions. A sweet peace filled my soul, knowing our friendship was based on solid principle and a growing commitment. The spark of true happiness and love—God's love—filled my heart. I didn't worry about what Daniel thought of me, or wonder about the future. I was secure in Jesus' arms.


Though I didn't even know what I was praying for, all year I had been praying for a miracle. God was now answering this prayer—by a miracle that I never dreamed possible. God used the time of silence to work a change in our friendship and in our hearts, and now we were beginning once again, this time on a more solid foundation.


Just a few days later, my faithful and dedicated "little sister," Elisabeth Mizner, flew home with me to stay and help with ministry work and traveling. What blessing and joy she has brought! With her help, I was able to become involved in an evangelistic campaign at the Northport church in the fall, to travel to GYC by train, and to plan a schedule of nature seminars for the following summer. We hardly missed a prayer meeting, and I've even been able to help lead the youth Sabbath School! What a treat it has been for me to be able to get out more!

Developing an online store for Discovering His Treasures had always been our goal, and through much hard work during the fall and winter it became reality. Daniel taught me more programming, and I learned to develop software using the FiForms Framework, a development program he had written for his computer business. I was amazed at how much fun computer programming can be, and was delighted to be able to do some of the programming on my own—not only for our store, but also on his business projects.


In December I drove to Minneapolis for GYC. The following morning I met Kristina and Elisabeth at the train station. Despite the winter weather, the three of us enjoyed a quiet stroll through an indoor tropical rain forest before checking in at GYC. This year we had every bit as much fun as the previous years—and perhaps a little bit more. Though I teased Kristina that she "had a hitch in her get-along," it didn't slow us down a bit. What fun I had pushing her wheelchair back and forth to meetings! After the last meeting, the three of us drove through a blizzard back to the tropical gardens for a little time to visit and rest. By the time the train pulled out of the station Sunday evening, I knew that our lives would never be the same again...

Soon vacation was over and classes started again. Yet, a flame was burning in my heart that couldn't be extinguished. It had started as a spark, long before, and slowly, quietly, it was growing. Each time I saw Kristina or even talked to her, her sweet spirit fanned the glow of love in my heart. I was certain God had been leading us, and now was the time to do something—something that would forever change our lives...


February 3, 2008—I'll never forget it! Daniel and I had been working on a computer project when he left to join his family for worship. He told me to continue on with my project; he would be busy for a little while but would come back to help me again. So I busied myself at the computer. As the evening passed, however, I began to wonder. It's past his bedtime! Whatever could be taking him so long? Is it coincidence that Dad is on his way home from work in Spokane, two and a half hours away? I paused in my work to say a prayer, just in case. Finally, after about two hours, Daniel came back online! Exactly thirty minutes later, Dad walked in the door, and was he ever stressed! You could feel the tension as he walked in the room! He immediately asked Mother to come outside and help him. I was sure now—Daniel had called my dad.

A few minutes later, Daniel called me—just to talk for a bit. He tried to act like nothing had happened, but he couldn't hide the smile from his voice. He didn't tell me what was going on, but I knew he didn't always smile that big.


Yes, I had done something. After talking with my parents, I knew it was the time to act. I tried to keep it a secret from Kristina—a hard thing to do, I'm learning. I called Mr. Reeve on Sunday evening, while he was driving home from Spokane. We talked about business, school, FiForms, and more business—All the while I kept trying to get up enough courage to ask him the question. Finally, I realized it was now or never.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Reeve. I have a question for you—" (deep breath—long pause)


"Um, well, I just wanted—" (another pause)


"Well, I want—to marry—your—daughter."

There, I said it! The question was out. Now I sat, trembling...waiting for an answer. How long I would wait, or what that answer might be, I had no way to know.

"Well, I kind of expected that question," Mr. Reeve replied in his usual calm tone. "As you know, I'll need to talk it over with Susan and pray about it. We will probably have a few questions for you, before we can give you an answer."

We chatted a few more minutes, and he asked me a few more questions, and that was it. A few minutes later I phoned Kristina, trying to act like nothing had happened. But, I couldn't keep the huge grin off my face. I was excited! I was ecstatic! I was exuberant! I'd actually asked one of the most important questions of my life—and he hadn't said no! Well, at least not yet. I was still in suspense. Waiting . . . for the questions.


The next weeks were filled with suspense—and much prayer! Mother was in her office (which was also Elisabeth's and my bedroom) early every morning, working on the computer before we woke up. I'd never seen her on the computer so much before! Sometimes I wondered how much more suspense I could endure, but God was there for me, and Elisabeth and my other close friend, Kimberly, were ready with a listening ear and encouragement.


I don't know who was in more suspense: Kristina or me! The next day, the first round of questions arrived by email. I responded to those, and soon more followed. And more. And more! Some days I was encouraged by the responses; other days I felt almost overwhelmed. Yet it was a blessing, and I appreciated the counsel and encouragement that filled the bulk of each email.

Over the following weeks we exchanged more than seventy pages of emails, and discussed topics ranging from goals, compatibility, marriage preparation, and the role of a husband and father, to education, health, biblical beliefs, finances, and recreation. They also contacted my parents to get their approval and feedback.

One month later, to the very day, I received a call from Mr. and Mrs. Reeve. With a pounding heart, I answered the telephone.

We have seen that you have what Kristina would accept as a life companion, possessing pure, manly traits of character, one who is diligent, aspiring, and honest, and one who loves and fears God. From much prayer, study, emailing, and our former acquaintance we have seen that you would be a suitable companion for our daughter. ... Yes, we give our full approval to marry Kristina if God has also led her to that decision. ... So, when do you plan to ask her?

As I heard the words, joy flooded my heart and the tears threatened to fill my eyes. We prayed together, and they gave me their blessing. My confidence that this truly was God's leading was now firmly established. Spring break was one week away, and Kristina would be starting her summer tour of nature meetings in only three weeks. Whatever I did, I had to decide quickly. Before we got off the phone, we had arranged for me to fly to Washington for a visit, one week later. I immediately bought a plane ticket, at an amazingly affordable price (yet another miracle). That's when it hit me: in exactly one week, on March 10, 2008, I had another important question to ask!

Now with Kristina's parents' full permission for our engagement, it was my turn to plan the suspense. We wanted to surprise Kristina. Under normal circumstances this would have been impossible, but with my travel date only a week away, I thought, just maybe, we could keep it a secret. I would be flying early, and should be in Spokane by mid-morning. I'd just tell Kristina I was busy in the morning, and she wouldn't be too worried. And it worked—almost...

Love...beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Love never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall be done away; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall be done away.1 Corinthians 13:7-8, RV

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