Above all else, I am a hopeless romantic.
For now and always I will believe that all men possess some Romeo, there are such things as soul mates, and true love never dies.
This is why I am always so happy to see Mr. Willis when he comes into the bank.
“So, Jamie, any news?” he asked, referring to my empty ring finger.
“No, no yet,” I apologetically smiled.
“Geez, what’s wrong with this guy?” the ninety-year-old man laughed. “Give me his number! I need to talk to him!”
Both a story teller and a singer, Mr. Willis has a voice much like crooner Frank Sinatra. Old-fashioned and smooth like wine, his voice is indisputably meant for a different era. Untouched and unaltered, it owns a purity of warmth and pleasantness. One of my favorite things about Mr. Willis is that he never fails to use this voice to express just how much he adored his wife.
“You need what happened to me to happen to you – a blind date!”
I stood, staring quizzically.
“My wife and I were a blind date. My friend knew me, and he had a secretary who had a friend. They got to talking, discovered we were both single,” he brought his two index fingers together, “and set us up.”
He paused for a moment as he thought. With a smile, he continued.
“I went over to her house near Rhodes College to pick her up. She was wearing a beautiful black dress, because we were going to a dinner and a dance. I took one look at her and I never looked back at the female world.”
My eyes watered, imaging my own future husband having such feelings for me.
“And that’s how it stayed for 47 years until she decided it was time to go somewhere else.” He quietly pointed to the sky. “She went up there.”
We smiled at each other, and he asked, “Is this what you want? You’re sure?”
I nodded, piercing my lips and thinking carefully.
“If it is – if it really is – then never stop saying I love you. Say it every day.”
And with that, he flashed a thoughtful smile and walked out of the bank, leaving quite an impression of requited love and adoration.
All love is amazing, but Christian love is something unique and special. I am so happy when God brings Mr. Willis into my life, because he is a sturdy reminder that men like him exist.
There are God-fearing, God-loving, one-woman men who are faithful, passionate, romantic, and steadfast, and striving to glorify God. And I don’t let go of my dream that someday one will be my husband.
Make my joy complete by being of the same mind, maintaining the same love, united in spirit, intent on one purpose (Philippians 2:2).
A smoldering wick He will not put out, until He leads justice to victory (Matthew 12:20).
He has made everything beautiful in its time (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
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