I am down-right, beside-myself, thrilled-beyond-words, giddy-like-a-kid-on-Christmas-morning happy to tell you that I am officially engaged!The big moment went down last night in the HFBC Worship Center. Yesterday was Amanda’s 31st birthday, so we made plans to go to dinner. When I picked her up, I told her, "Honey, I hate to be "that guy" but I have to run up to work. I forgot to leave something on somebody's desk." She was very understanding, so we headed that way.
Since it was raining, I knew she wouldn’t want to get out of the car and come in with me. (Like me, she is very concerned about her hair getting too big when wet.) So, I mentioned that the Worship Center stage was set up beautifully for a taping that was taking place on Tuesday. "Is it 'wedding' beautiful? Could I get some ideas?" she asked. "Yes! You should come in and see!" Problem solved.
We went to my office, took care of the fake errand, and then walked into the choir loft from the 2nd floor entrance. The house lights were all down and only the stage was lit. Free-standing panels blocked her view of the set-up with two chairs and some candles. Once she saw that the candles were already lit, she knew this wasn't for a taping the next day!
Here's what happened next: I read Proverbs 31 to her, shared some personal words, got down on one knee, presented the ring (with 31 stones) to her and asked her if she would marry me. (In case you're not following along, she said "yes.") Then we went down to the prayer rail and read through a prayer guide I had prepared. As we returned to the stage, Watermark's "Made for You" began playing and we danced while rose petals rained on us from up above.
When the song ended, I told her I forgot something and went off stage down one of the ramps where Laura Bell (Amanda's roommate) was waiting with Amanda's four-year old son, Braden. (They had been watching the whole thing from the back of the Worship Center.) I brought Braden out to Amanda and explained to him what I had just done and what it meant – that mommy would be my wife and that I would be his daddy. Using a prayer guide prepared in advance, I prayed for Braden and blessed him. Then, I presented him with a statue of a father and son – and he did not want to put it down, despite our fears that he might break it!
Since it was Amanda's birthday, I told her that the ring was for the engagement, but the Bible that I read Proverbs 31 from was for her birthday. I presented the Bible to her – with "Amanda G. Murray" inscribed on the cover.
Finally, I told them both that I had one more surprise in store. I went off stage again and returned with my alto saxophone that I've had since my sophomore year in high school. Since my schedule this weekend and yesterday was much busier than anticipated, I ended up having to sight read the song for only the 2nd time right then and there! Despite missing more than a few notes along the way, she could still make it out – "The Best Is Yet To Come." And it surely is!
A couple of other moments to share:
- When I got down on one knee, Laura Bell explained to Braden that I was asking his mommy to marry me. He said, "Now?" and took off running toward the stage. He knows that he will be a part of the wedding, so he must have thought that THIS was the wedding and that he was missing out! Fortunately, LB caught him before he made it to the stage.
- At the prayer rail, I discovered that I had placed the "test" copy of the prayer guide for me to use with one side printed upside down. Oh, the irony!
- When we were done on stage and chatting with the folks who had helped out, Braden tried playing the saxophone. He kept pressing the buttons over and over again. "It's not working!" he exclaimed. He missed the whole part about having to blow into it.
- Finally, when we left the church, we discovered that Amanda's car had been broken into in the church parking lot. Her work backpack was stolen, but there was nothing valuable inside -- unless you consider a broken pair of heels and some control-top undergarments valuable!
Thanks to Laura Bell (all-around secret agent and baby-sitter), Micah Dene (rose petal dropper), Becky Smith (decorator), Lincoln and Priscilla Goodwin (sound technicians), and Chad Hamm and Don Munton (plastic bag installers on broken car window) for their help!
Groundhog Day is just silly, right? Clearly, the behavior patterns of an underground critter have no bearing on the climatic conditions of an entire nation -- or on anywhere, for that matter.
