Heavenly Love Stories: Jason & Jessica

Jason and Jessica

September 12, 2009

As told by Jessica:

I always hoped that God would bring me a knight in shining armor one day who would sweep me off my feet, and we would live happily ever after. God did, in fact, do just that, but it wouldn’t have been possible if I had not saved myself for my man. Sexual purity, yes that is important, but really I’m speaking of purity as a whole in relation to men.

I know many girls who are sexually pure, but emotionally they are soaring high or crashing in rocks around this man who they have no realistic reason to believe is to be their prince charming. I am sure most, if not all girls, have been in this situation before. Don’t waste your emotions. Remember, there is only ONE man for you. If he is undetermined, then act as if such is true. God created women to be emotional creatures, and that is a very good thing. You just need to use your emotions for things that matter, and save your special emotions for the man you will marry one day. The more you give yourself, emotionally or physically, to a man, the more you are taking away from what you will give your husband one day. I made a commitment to God when I was 15, to save myself physically and emotionally for my husband, to the point of not kissing before my wedding day, and guarding my heart against my emotions.

When I was 17, I asked that God would put me asleep toward men until he was ready to bring me my husband. I didn’t want to worry about it. I didn’t want to be interested. I didn’t want to waste my emotions on someone before the right one came along. As it turned out, I didn’t have a long wait.

The first time I saw Jason he came to a Bible study at my house. A friend brought him as a guest. I was 18. I had heard a lot about him from friends and family. I introduced myself and made cordial conversation, but didn’t think anything else about it. Apparently, he didn’t either. It was months before he came back, and he had forgotten all about my existence. I noticed he was nice this time. He noticed me as well, but that is as far as it went. My Dad invited him to lunch, and Jason obliged. My Dad is a CPA and I worked in the office with him. When Jason came in for lunch, I was the receptionist in the office. I generally was able to send people in to Dad with little interaction required from me, but Jason stayed 3 hours after lunchtime talking to Dad. Whenever Dad got a client, Jason would come out to my desk and talk to me. Then he was back in Dad’s office. I thought this was very strange as Dad frequently had lunch appointments and they never stayed over 3 hours like that. Probably half of the three hours Dad had a client and Jason was talking to me. Somehow we had plenty to talk about, and I discovered I had a lot more in common with this 30 year old man then I had suspected. Before he left, I asked for his email address. I was going to put him on our update mail out list that I handled for my family. He asked for mine in return and I thought, “Well, I didn’t mean it like THAT. I was just going to add him to my updates. I’m sure he felt like he had to ask for mine out of courtesy since I asked for his.” How surprised I was to get an email from him that very night. “Hmm, that is interesting,” I thought, “I’ll wait a few days to respond.”

Wait we did. For about 5 months we emailed a couple of times a week, and saw each other seldom. I was certain that he was just like all the other normal guys. It was just a matter of proving it to myself by waiting for time to expose his true character. Of course we would never work. Always assume he’s guilty until proven innocent. My sister was getting married. By that time our emails were still about twice a week, but beginning to get very deep in content. I had deep conversations with a lot of people, so I tried not to think anything about it. A friend from out of state was down for the wedding, and she asked, “Who is this guy who is so interested in you, watching you, and following you around all the time??” I was thinking, “Who is she talking about?? Surely she doesn’t mean Jason. I cannot even tell if he likes me or not.” Yet, she was speaking of him. I thought I might like him a little too, but I didn’t know. I wasn’t going to waste my emotions, so moving on… Another 3 months passed, and he started inviting me and members of my family to his place to do things with him occasionally.

The next 3 months were very interesting. He started emailing every night, and I started seeing him about every couple of weeks. We had been friends talking for almost a year, and I was getting very impressed with this man. His character, the things I had seen from him were admirable, and I couldn’t find one important thing on which we disagreed. We had talked about a slew of issues, and somehow he had such different views that aligned with mine perfectly. My Dad and he were good friends, and Dad seemed to approve of him entirely. One day while I was praying, I had an overwhelming feeling that I needed to pray that God would be making my future husband into a man of prayer. I prayed for him often, so that wasn’t such a big deal. A couple of weeks later, I was listening to Dad and Jason talk. Dad asked Jason what God had been teaching him about lately. Jason said that he was learning about prayer. He had been studying and reading books about prayer and trying to increase the depth and consistency of his prayer life. I was shaken because I realized that things needed to stop now if he was not the man for me or it would be very difficult for me to save my emotions. I prayed that God would send something immediately to show me if it wasn’t right, and that he would burden me and him about it and make us not be able to sleep, that we would be so disturbed if we weren’t right for each other. I didn’t want to develop an emotional attachment that couldn’t last. I prayed that God would cause whatever circumstances necessary to draw us together if we were to get married. I felt so much distance from Jason I felt like it would have to be something big if that were to happen, and I wasn’t really expecting the stick to fall that way.

To my amazement it was something big. A week later, Jason’s grandpa died suddenly. Everyone was heartbroken and traumatized, but somehow this is just what God used to bring us together. Whatever that wall was in Jason fell, and we were suddenly connecting on a much deeper level. I had so much peace about it, but still we had to discuss many things before I was any deeper connected. I think we were both ready to settle questions we had or drop things completely. It was Christmas and we found ourselves talking about issues that mattered to us in our future family. “If I were to marry someone I would want him/her to want to raise a family in this way, if you disagree with that, we need to move on.” I think I had a lot more questions and concerns than he did, but somehow they all got resolved. What we assumed might be the end, was instead a delightful conversation.

I was for certain mentally that our views were similar and that he would make a good husband and father. It seemed we would be compatible…But I was not quite ready to say I was for certain that Jason was God’s man for me. I knew that I couldn’t marry somebody if I wasn’t for sure he was the one God had for me. I would be under his authority my whole earthly life, and a wrong choice would be a very bad mistake. A couple of more months passed. During this time, we hardly saw each other, but continued to email every night. One night I was driving around town on some errands, and I started praying. For some reason I was praying for “us” and not for “me”. I got very annoyed with myself and asked God to show me once and for all if he was the one for me. Suddenly, I realized that if I were going to marry someone, I would really have to love them, like Christ loves me. I began to pray that if we weren’t to be married, I would grow stale to him. I also asked that if we were to be married, God would fill me with HIS love for him. I know marriage is hard and you have to have the love of Christ for that person if you are going to make it with flying colors. I thought that if God were to give me His love for Jason, it would be a gradual thing, and I wouldn’t notice it for at least a few more months. Even as I was still saying the prayer, I felt God place His love in my heart. I did! It was an overwhelming feeling! I began to cry and say that I loved him. The whole car had a different feeling in it of the Spirit. It was incredible! That was it! I was sure he was the one. I knew that after we got married, I could never convince myself that I had made a mistake.

Two more months passed and nothing happened. My sisters and Mom began to voice their uneasiness that I was too emotionally involved when he hadn’t committed to anything. I tried to thwart their concerns, but it was in vain. It was now April and seemed like it had been an eternity of dodging questions. Four months after our “marriage talk” we were still not a couple. I wanted my Dad to be involved and approve of my marriage partner. We had talked about it all along, and I was always seeking his advice about what boundaries I needed to set and the things I needed to do or not do. He was a huge blessing in trying to figure out where I needed to be. Also I wanted him to give his approval to me and my future spouse by giving his blessing and consent to our marriage when the time came. I also wanted to get his blessing for even being in a relationship. We called it courting, because it wasn’t anything like regular dating. We thought it deserved a special title to set it apart. Jason agreed that is the way it should be, so now I was just playing the waiting game. My birthday, April 18, was the blessed day. Jason came, hung out all day, and brought me a diamond cross necklace. In the middle of the afternoon he asked Dad if he would go with him for a walk. I knew what that meant! I could hardly wait for them to get back. That day began our courtship and it lasted a grand total of 2 months. This was exciting because I was allowed to go to his place on some weekends and be with him and his family. Before this we hardly ever got an opportunity to be together. We also started talking on the phone, which was a new privilege.

In June, Jason asked me to be his wife and we were official engaged. We were married 3 months later on Sept, 12… 2 years after we met. He is the most romantic, God- fearing man, and the perfect match for me. We have been married over a year now, and have a baby boy. I’m so happy that God has made me a woman, and that I have the wonderful responsibility of helping Jason and raising godly children. I pray that I will follow God all the days of my life, and that my children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren will do the same.

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