How Proverbs 18:22 began in my life! (How I Met Barbara) UPDATED

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One question that people love to ask of couples is how they met etc. So after being in a conversation like that today, I thought I'd post on it.

Preface
First I have to preface the following with the honest truth that apart from Christ having worked in my heart, I would never have even met Barbara. I grew up quite loyalist (orange) and had somewhat of a deep rooted ... hatred for the south (perhaps hatred is too strong a word, but i can't think of a closer word). Then Jesus saved me. His Word re aligned my thoughts and before i knew it, I'd left the orange, turned completely away from all the trappings of loyalism and was pursuing Christ.

One of the earliest things I remember God really deepening into my soul was to look at others as Being created in the image of God - just like me.
Fallen, sinful and an enemy of God - just like me.
In need of a saviour - just like me.

These make for a good filter to see people through and can reshape how we act and respond to people around us. Anyway, back to the subject at hand - I began going across the border and helping at CEF camps along with a few friends.

The Story Begins
And after a few years doing camps, that's where I met Barbara; at a South Dublin CEF camp, held at Avoca Manor in Wicklow.

I have to say that at that time I was not attracted to her the way I am today, (I'd have been arrested if I had been). I was her Camp leader as she was 15 or 16 at the time, and a camper at her first teen camp.

Flash forward a few years and this young girl had grown into a young lady and was no longer a camper but a camp leader at the CEF camps. I remember being at a re-union for the camp leaders and on the Saturday night looking across the bonfire; I saw this beautiful, amazing girl standing on the other side. The glow from the fire lit up her face and caused my heart to go ablaze along with the fire. She was stunning, long dark hair, eyes blazing with life, a girl so pretty and lovely that at moment it seemed that nothing or no one else was there, she alone captivated me!

Unknown to me, God was moving, and at that same weekend, as I brought a message from the Bible on the Sunday morning, Barbara looked up at me and her heart fluttered!

A few weeks later Barbara's friend text me to ask if I 'ever thought of Babs in a romantic kind of way' and though I hmm'd and Hah'd about answering this, the goddess like vision of beauty that I'd saw across the bonfire that night was seared in my mind, and has remained there to this day.

A month or two went by with a lot of texting and msn'ing (msn was on every night) and our friendship deepend, untill one fateful night our conversation on msn led to my asking "If a guy was going to romance you, how would he best go about it?" and after she answered I simply asked if she fancied such a date with me.

She said 'Yes', and the following Friday came up North with her friend and stayed at another friend's house. That Friday night we went on our date; restaurant, walk, cinema and a weekend in each others company, spending time alone together and with a group of friends.

I'm told that as we walked in Newcastle on the Sunday afternoon with a few friends that I held Barbara's hand, though I have no recollection of such bravery on my behalf, but on Sunday night when I left her off at our friend's house, where she was staying, the ground moved as we kissed. A memorial ought to be placed at the end of the Kerr's driveway saying 'It is here where Gary Boal first Kissed Barbara Felton' (though a million more such memorials could be covering the country since).

[On the Monday Barbara text me to ask if we were 'going out', I had assumed that we now were, but since our culture has so many people casually kiss each other, and with the decline of its meaning in our society I needed to give clarity to her. I have often moarned the fact that the kiss has lost its power and today means nothing.]

She stayed up for 2 more nights after that, nights that saw us talk through the night until we saw the sunrise.

The next few months saw a lot of travel as we dated and courted, her living in South Dublin and I in Hillsborough outside Lisburn. I have much gratitude for the (then) CEF worker in South Dublin, Rodney Moody, who along with His wife, opened their home and give me a place to stay over many weekends, and who encouraged and helped our relationship to grow.
After a while Barbara moved north and we've been together ever since, marrying on June 6th 2005.

Today this, 38 year old enjoys God's favour in a 33 year old, beautiful wife and in an 10 year old son, a 7 year old daughter, a 2 old son, and a 1 year old daughter, and as our wedding anniversary nears (6th June) I can say that I am more in love with her than ever before, constantly amazed that such a 'Proverbs 31' lady would love 'me', and I look forward to spending as many blessed years as God grants, together. And I continually give thanks to God through Christ because "He who finds a wife finds a good thing, and obtains favour from the LORD." (Proverbs 18:22)


6 comments:

Timotheus said...

You could have a whole other career writing romantic novels.
By the way, you lived in Culcavey, not Hillsborough - stop trying to sound like a rich person, ha ha!

Boaly said...

The postal address finished "Culcavey, Hillsborough"

Ok I'm from the slum part of Hillsborough! HAHA - the part they want to forget about!

No, seriously if anyone from Culcavey reads this, I love it!

Anonymous said...

A band i know called Jacobs Trouble has a wonderful song base on that very proverbs 28. "Strength and honor clothe her She smile at the future."

Thanks for that uplifting story I am going to be celebrating 7 years with 3 kids and yes love dose grow over the years :)

Boaly said...

Thanks anonymous, must look out for Jacob's Trouble.
Hope you and your wife enjoy your anniversary, and many, many more to the glory of Christ!

Gary said...

Great story - you old romantic! Thanks for sharing it,
BUT...
is there anyway you could ban women from viewing your site? If my wife reads that she will feel that I am ... well 'deficient' in some way. :)

Boaly said...

Thanks Gary, yeh it would be good to be able to ban women from certain blogs, (not this blog - the women who read this regularly are such huge encouragers to me).

Thanks for your comment, it serves me casue i'm gonna show it to Babs and say 'see i am pretty romantic'!