In 1983, I was an RN working 3-11 shift in Overland Park, KS while attending Bible School. I lived in the Kansas City College and Bible School dormitory and enjoyed a good relationship with the girls' dorm mother, Becky.
One day Becky talked to her brother, Rowen, on the phone. “What’s new?”
“I just bought a house in Loveland,” Rowen replied.
“Now you need a wife,” Becky quipped.
“Pick one out for me. You live in the henhouse!” Rowen challenged.
Becky began praying about who would be a suitable wife for her brother. She asked me if he could write me.
Soon, a letter of introduction came. I wrote back telling about my life. After writing letters for a month, Rowen decided to come to Overland Park to meet me in person.
After getting off work the day he came, I went to the matron’s apartment to meet Rowen. He was so calm and personable that I felt at ease at once. We visited for half an hour and discovered each of us had prayed for the other all day.
“I’m not a person who wants to play games with your emotions,” Rowen said. “I’m interested in a long term relationship with you. If you are not interested, I’m willing to drive back to Colorado tomorrow.”
“I don’t want to play games either,” I agreed. “I’m interested in a long term relationship also.”
That night Rowen knelt by the bed and prayed. “This is the person I want to marry, Lord, only she’s too wonderful for me.” He felt as if he audibly heard God say, “I’m giving her to you, Rowen.”
After a week of getting to know each other, we had confessed our feelings of love.
We were engaged in Greeley in May, and married in October that same year. Many letters, phone calls, and trips had confirmed what Rowen heard from God at the start, that we were meant for each other. After 24 years we still thank God for leading Becky to choose me for Rowen!
