"Who's asking?" Gunnar stepped through the door, holding it open for Tessa. "Be nice," she said as she jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow then held her hand out to me. "Don't mind him. His manners will kick in...eventually."
"Do I need to call Dominic in to act as a buffer?" I ask with a laugh.
"Some buffer. Sticks his nose in all kinds of places it doesn't belong."
"Be nice! That's my brother the cop, your best friend, that you're talking about."
"Yeah, your brother that brought some stray guy into the house and left you alone with him. I ought to rearrange his nose for that. What the heck was he thinking?"
"Um, yeah well, it just so happens you were that guy so-"
Uhem...so is that how you met?
“Yes,” Tessa smiled up at her husband. “God orchestrated it all from the beginning, even before we met.”
Gunnar gave a soft grunt. “He has a way of getting me to do things His way. I like to think I would’ve won her over anyway.”
Tessa giggled, looking at him with such unabashed love I felt like an intruder.
What did you think of his motorcycle when he first drove up, Tessa?
Tessa’s face scrunched up. “Horrible. I mean it was impressive and genius!” she said with a quick boost to Gunnar’s pride. “But SO LOUD.”
And what about Gunnar himself? Were you ever afraid of him?
Gunnar’s face was troubled as he glanced down at his wife.
“Honestly…yes. But it wasn’t long before I saw him for what he was, a warm, loving man with the heart of an angel.”
Gunnar was obviously troubled by the question, so I thought of something quick to let him off the hook.
Were you attracted to each other right from the start?
“Yes.” they answered in unison.
“But I didn’t want to be,” Tessa said.
“Me either, we were too different. And there were too many complications.”
“My brother, for one. He told me not to get involved with him,” she said, hitching a thumb at Gunnar.
Gunnar slipped his hands around Tessa’s waist in what may have been a subconscious act of possession.
“But she came to her senses”
Her snort and chuckle was hidden behind her hand...barely.
And how did your faith fit into all this?
“Our faith is everything,” Tessa said. “It brought us through the worst times and sustains us every day.”
“Without Tessa’s faith I wouldn’t be here right now. God stepped in again.” This time Gunnar smiled. “He knew exactly what I needed. What I need,” he finished, resting his chin on top of Tessa’s head.Excerpt:
“Can’t You tell me who I’m praying for, Lord?” she asked. “Is it someone I know?”
Some moments later Tessa felt directed to turn to a specific though unfamiliar verse in the twenty-seventh chapter of Job. She ran a finger down the fine paper of the page, stopping at verse nine. “Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?” she read aloud. From there she turned to a verse she’d read the day prior in Psalm thirty-four. “This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.”
She knew before asking, “He won’t cry out for himself, will he?”
So it fell to her to be his voice. But try as she might, she couldn’t think of what to say.
It didn’t take long to see the problem. She was trying to use her reasoning to grasp the situation and as a result grew more confused. Confusion was not of God.
She commanded the devil to stop messing with her thoughts, then began to pray in earnest for blessings, health, and protection on the man’s behalf.
Strength to withstand.
The words came unexpectedly, an urgent impression on her mind. At last she had a bearing.
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This story is well written, with well developed characters that lead with their hearts. Great read!