Wait…and You Will See the Goodness of the Lord


***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R I used to see him around the school every now again. In the hallway. Staff meetings. Or at the copy machine. It wasn’t a big deal though because I wasn’t checking for him. He was just another co-worker.

I remember the one day I saw him at the laminating machine. Being the BOSS chick I am, everything in my classroom was pretty much prepared and ready for the first week of school. Except for laminating my posters.

As I walked into the teachers’ lounge, I saw one of the secretaries. Lord knows that was never a good sign. It meant that someone either broke or was about to break the school’s one and only laminating machine. It was a precious commodity because the school’s budget was tight, and my principal told us directly she would not be using a lot of the money for repairs. So, I instantly sighed a sigh of annoyance when I saw the secretary hovering over the machine.

Rolling my eyes, I noticed the rookie standing behind her. This was the second time I would talk to him since we bumped into each other in the parking lot days earlier.

Oh, no! I thought to myself. Wolverine done broke the machine!!!!!

Talking to the secretary, I said, “Hey, what’s going on? Did someone break the laminator?”

“No, I am teaching him how to work it,” she replied. “He is one of our new teachers.”

“I see,” I said sarcastically under my breath.

“Isn’t he handsome?” I remember her saying. “All the teachers around here are talking about him.”

Whoa! I couldn’t believe she was saying this to his face. I always prided myself on being professional at work at all times—keeping all work relations “work related”, you know? And I intended to keep it that way.

“Yeah, he is cute!” I said mockingly. “Very handsome, BUT I need to get these posters done. How long are y’all going to be?”

I can’t remember her direct response or his ‘cause he was just standing there looking clueless…LOL! But I do remember letting them know I was in a hurry to get my posters done. I had other things to do besides stand there and wait another 30 minutes for this “Laminating How-To seminar” to be over and done with.

Joking, I turned to the rookie and said, “Well, I am going to leave my posters here. After you get finished your training you can laminate these for me. Ok, buddy?”

Wolverine looked at me like I was crazy. “Laminate your own posters,” he said in a curt manner.

Woooooooooooooooooooooow! I wasn’t expecting that from Mr. Wolverine! Took me by surprise. I never heard him say more than three words! Plus, every time I saw him he always had an expressionless look on his face!

Well, someone doesn’t have a sense of humor, I thought. In reality, I didn’t want his rookie hands to touch my posters, anyway!

Anyhow, I gathered my belongings and headed towards the door. On my way out, I looked him in the eyes and said, “Just make sure you don’t break the machine!” I laughed and went back to my classroom.

From that point on, I remember running into him at least one more time before the second quarter of the school year.

I saw him in the hallway. He was putting information on his student data cards. Teasing, I asked him if he could finish my data cards (sometimes I say things just to get a reaction out of people—just for fun).

He looked taken-a-back. Then, in a snarky tone, he looked at me and gave a direct. “No!”

I laughed and went on my merry way.

He was Wolverine alright. Just as mean and nasty as the character in the comics and X-Men movie. Somewhat brutish in nature…lol!

Later on, in the school year, I saw him again. This time, we crossed paths because I had to deescalate a situation with one of his students. This is an important minor detail in our story that I won’t elaborate on for the sake of time. So, I will fast forward to how he got my number in the next post.

Turns out ol’ Wolverine had game!

Coming from a girl that had a track record of runnin’ game on guys, I must confess I didn’t see it coming…

Signed, MrsMKauthor

O Wolverine was my husband. Obviously, I didn’t know it at the time, but God knew! That blows my mind! I had no idea.

I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend—better yet, a husband. I had just gotten out of relationship and I had too much going on in my life to be starting a new one.

I didn’t want to be bothered with dating. I decided to focus on bettering myself and maturing my relationship with the Lord. If it was God’s plan for me to be married, He would send the right person into my life. In the meantime, I would wait on the Lord.

My advice: If you are waiting on the Lord for ANYTHING, continue to WAIT on Him! He might not come WHEN you want HIM or HOW you want Him BUT HE IS ALWAYS ON TIME!

 W Psalm 27:13-14 New International Version (NIV)

I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
 Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.

D Dear God, I will wait for You. You know what’s best for me. I will stand on Your Word in Jeremiah 30:18: …the Lord longs to be gracious to [me]; therefore he will rise up to show [me] compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for Him! Help me to be patient and wait for You, dear God, in all situations.

In Jesus’ name, Amen



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