‘He who finds a good wife finds a good thing ...’
Wedding bells are ringing. I’ve had the privilege of officiating two weddings in recent weeks and attending a third. We have a wedding on the horizon in our family. My son got engaged in February to a beautiful young lady that he met at Georgia College and State University. They are set to be married in September.
My wife and I just celebrated our 32nd anniversary. I will never forget the moment I met Amy. We were both very involved in Baptist Student Union, now known as BCM (Baptist Collegiate Ministry) at our respective colleges. She was in Atlanta, and I was in Statesboro.
Twice a year, in spring and fall, all the BSUs from across Georgia gathered for a weekend of worship, fellowship, recreation and small group sessions at Rock Eagle Conference Center near Eatonton. These meetings were great times of spiritual enrichment and inspiration. Plus, you met a lot of new people and made friends from across the state.
Some students ended up in ministry, and, today, many of my pastor friends and other ministers I first met as students through my involvement in Baptist Student Union.
One Saturday afternoon at Spring Conference in 1978, I was standing with a group of students when two others walked up. I knew the guy, and was introduced to this cute girl from Athens who immediately caught my eye.
As we talked, we realized that we had a mutual friend, a girl named Kaycie from her youth group in Athens who was involved in BSU at Georgia Southern. We bumped into each other several several times that weekend, but then went our separate ways.
The next week, when I saw Kaycie, I told her I had met a friend of hers from Athens, and she got excited and said, “Amy comes from a wonderful family, and she is so talented. She can cook, and sew and do crafts. She’s going to make someone a good wife one day.”
I said, “Well, why don’t you invite her down one weekend and I’ll ask her out?” That never materialized, and I never gave the possibility of getting together another thought. Remember, email, Facebook and cellphones with free long distance were years away from being developed.
At Fall Convention later that year, I purposefully bumped into Amy, attended a small group session she shared in, and visited with her several times throughout that weekend. I was interested, but, again, didn’t imagine that geography would provide a chance to date.
I don’t remember much about Spring Conference, 1979, but, after graduating, I decided to attend Student Week at Ridgecrest Conference Center near Ashville, N.C., one more time with my college group in August.
On the second night, as classes were letting out and a crowd of students was moving towards the auditorium for evening worship, I bumped into Amy, walked with her into the auditorium, and asked if I could sit with her.
For the rest of the week, I met her every evening, sat with her in worship, went with her to the snack bar for ice cream afterwards, then walked her back to her house. We’d sit on the porch and rock and visit until I got up the courage to ask if we could meet again the next night.
At week’s end, I asked her for a date in Atlanta over Labor Day weekend. We began writing, I began calling, we began dating on weekends, and a relationship blossomed that has lasted over three decades. We got engaged in December, and married in May.
And now, 32 years later, I can still picture her walking up to that group of students at Rock Eagle, and I can take you to the exact spot at which we met at Ridgecrest. To me, that’s sacred ground.
The writer of Proverbs stated, “He who finds a good wife finds a good thing, and obtains favor from the Lord” (Prov. 18:22).
She didn’t make someone a good wife. She made me a great wife.
Dr. David L. Chancey is pastor, McDonough Road Baptist Church, Fayetteville, Ga. The church family gathers at 352 McDonough Road, just past the department of drivers’ services building, and invites you to join them this Sunday for Bible study at 9:45 a.m. and worship at 10:55 a.m. Visit them on the web at www.mcdonoughroad.org.