My Greatest Gift, My Bride
I still remember every detail of that August 1987 evening when I first laid eyes on Paula. I can see her walking into the room, standing at the kitchen counter of her friends home helping to prepare a dinner and even the blue shorts she was wearing. I remember thinking to myself, “Wow now that is a nice surprise.” Over the next nine months Paula and I, along with our two mutual friends, hung out together as often as possible. We shared laughs, food, and dreams for our futures together. With every moment we spent together I felt myself desire her companionship more and more. Finally, in April 1988 I asked her out on our first “official” date. We were pretty poor so it was just a movie and hot chocolate at Burger King but it didn’t matter because we were together. At that time I was working for Delta Airlines and in August I got the opportunity for full time employment but had to move to New Jersey. It was six weeks before I could fly back to Kentucky to see Paula. We talked on the phone often but the new year of teaching was difficult on her. That along with my departure made her question our relationship. At the same time I felt more then ever that I wanted to marry her. It was a confusing time but I just prayed that God would reveal to her that we were meant to be together. When I finally could fly home to see her it was the weekend of her 24th birthday. I was determined to make this a memorable birthday for her. I took her to dinner in Bowling Green, KY and after we ate we walked to the town square. There was a small park in the middle of town with benches. I thought this would be a nice place to sit and propose to her. When we got to the park all the benches were wet from rain and we couldn’t sit down. I was nervous so instead of talking I just gave her a hug. When we took a step back from each other Paula looked at me and said, “Man your heart is just pounding.” Well what was I going to say to that so I took the moment and asked her to be my wife. With tears in her eyes and no words coming out of her mouth she shook her head yes. We hugged again but this time both of our hearts were pounding.
That night started a journey that I could never have imagined. On July 15th it will be our 23rd anniversary. I can honestly say they have been the greatest years of my life. Far beyond what I could have ever asked for or imagined. Paula and I never desired to have nights out apart from each other because a night together at home far out weighed a night apart doing anything else. God gave us many fun adventures. Some were sweet intimate moments together watching the sun set over the ocean in Hawaii. Others were just hilarious times like when we were trying to train our new puppy, Bailey, to come back to us when we called her. We took at clothesline and tied one end to her collar and then the plan was to have one of us take the other end and walk across the yard and call Bailey. Then we would pull the line in to us until Bailey was right in front of us. However instead as soon as I tied the end to Bailey’s collar she snatched up the bundle of rope and ran. For the next 45 minutes we chased her all over the apartment complex trying to get ahold of her. I am sure many other people in the complex got a good laugh. Then one of our biggest adventures was in July 2002, with a new baby and moving into a new home, we committed to come to Salt Lake City and start K2.
After 11 years of marriage God blessed us with our first child, Kyle. Paula loved being pregnant and was truly beautiful during the entire time. I remember the moment she first held Kyle in her arms after just giving birth without taking any medication; she looked at me and said, “I would do that again.” Well she did just 18 months later. However this one was much different then the first. You see Kyle started out fast but along the way he decided to take a nap or something. With Abbie it was only 22 minutes from the time Paula started pushing until we were holding her in our arms. Those were two of the happiest days we shared together. Then in 2007 Paula once again showed her love and willingness to follow God as we decided to adopt Tanya. I remember Paula sharing with me one morning what God had laid on her heart. He showed her what a beautiful, neat box she had her life in but then asked her if she was willing to step outside of that box and see what more He had for her. Well she was willing and in March 2007 Tanya became part of our family. Without a doubt these three beautiful children are a great part of Paula’s legacy. She poured her all into them each day.
The greatest gift Paula gave me was loving me as purely as I know God intended love to be. No one has ever had a greater cheerleader spurring them on to be all that they dreamed. Paula would celebrate my strengths and encourage me to keep stepping out and taking risks. In my weakness or when I stumbled and fell Paula never condemned me but instead would reach out a loving hand to help me up, pray for me and inspire me to be better and stronger. I would always see her reading books such as “The Power of a Praying Wife”. I knew she wanted to learn more how she could support, encourage and help me become all that God created me to be. How could a man ask for more? The saying goes that behind every good man is a great wife. Well I can tell you that for me that was true. I would never have become the husband, father, friend or leader I am today without Paula. Without a doubt Paula was God’s plan to complete me.
So many of you didn’t know her as well as I wish you could have because Paula was so content to be in the background and allowing me to take the lead.
However, these last two years were different. All of us saw the fierce strength and unshakable faith that was within that beautiful little body. On August 23rd 2010 when we were awaiting the diagnosis Paula was once again inspiring and loving me. She shared with me that from the moment the nurse left the room she knew God was telling her that He was in control and His will would be done. Over the coming weeks the intimacy Paula shared with Jesus was profound. Paula would describe it as being so close to Him that she could smell his breathe. As we walked out this journey together I never saw Paula’s trust in God waiver. Even the couple days before she went home to Jesus she told me that she was moving forward, standing firm on what God had told her, she was not going to lay down to the devil and her focus was on God. On another day when I was struggling with all that she was going through I asked her if she still felt strongly about God’s healing. With the same fierce strength she looked at me and said, “I will not call God a liar!” What an amazing woman of faith!
On Wednesday, June 27th Paula received her complete healing and so much more. I have no doubt that the heavens were in full celebratory mode as she entered in. I know that she has received her reward for a life of great faith and love. The kids and I miss her more then I could have ever imagined. As I held her head next to mine and listened to her take her last breathe I felt as though the greatest part of me was ripped out. I know with time I will heal and that God has not forsaken the kids or me but is carrying us through this time. We will miss her smile, the way she made us all laugh and the tenderness of her touch but we have years of great memories to enjoy and share. Thank you to all of you who are praying for us and supporting us. You are being a great representation of the love and body of Christ. May we all continue to move forward with the same determination Paula exhibited so God’s power may be revealed.