Jonathan and Emily: Love Conquers All (Part 3)

          Fall semester began to draw to a close. I prepared to graduate. Emily prepared to never see me again.  And then a miracle happened. After a few shots of Scotch one fateful afternoon, I worked up the courage to ask Emily to go on a walk with me.  In my mind, a walk is just past letter-writing on the “friend to fiance” scale. To my surprise, Emily accepted my invitation.
           During our walk, I didn't know what to do with myself. The two of us meandered down to Basil's for some sandwiches, then strolled aimlessly around the Belhaven neighborhood. She was apparently enjoying herself, while I nearly drowned in my own nervousness. I took her down to the old railroad bridge across the Pearl River, a move which I calculated to be exceedingly romantic.  I couldn't tell if she noticed the romance of the place, however, so our walk ended in a sort of vaguely happy and way.
           That's when it all just seemed to come together for us. It was a Friday, a Friday I will never forget. I saw Emily and her friends eating lunch in the student center, and I mustered up enough gumption to sit with them. We talked and laughed and stuffed our faces for a few minutes, then decided to meet up again to watch a friend sing at studio class. A big group of us did so, then decided to go to Wired Espresso Cafe in downtown Jackson to "study." Emily and I read comic books at the coffee shop, then we all went back to my house and made spaghetti.
           After dinner, we decided to go to the Singing Christmas Tree at Belhaven. By this point in the evening I was feeling great. The hope I had guarded for so long was growing into quite the healthy plant.  It had been a long time since I had spent an entire afternoon with anyone, much less a beautiful woman. 
          But Friday wasn't over yet. When the Christmas Tree ended, her friends decided that they wanted to drive three hours up to Tunica in order to watch a movie. In the heat of the moment, I decided to go as well.  It isn't my habit to stay out late or do things on the spur of the moment, so I think my roommates may have thought that I had passed on to another life during the night.
          We made popcorn and watched the movie, slept for a few hours in Tunica, then got back in the car and drove home. Emily and I ended up next to each other in the back seat, so we played a quiet game of hangman most of the way back. As I got out of the car and started walking home, I turned to Emily and quite seriously told her, “Thank you for existing.”
           For the next week or so, Emily and I were inseparable. We read comics together, watched several movies at my house, went on a winter picnic at the Reservoir, and managed to study as little as possible. As graduation approached, I became more and more optimistic about our future together. By now the tree of hope had begun to blossom.  
          Since my parents were coming into town to see me graduate, I decided to invite Emily to come have lunch with us. I thought it would be a good move, since my parents rarely made the trip to Mississippi, and they really wanted to meet the girl that I kept telling them about. That's when everything fell to pieces.
          Emily declined the invitation. Later in the day, she came to my apartment to explain.  She told me that everything had been happening too fast.  She didn't like me in the same way that I liked her, and she was still figuring out her relationship with another guy. I was quite stunned, to say the least.
          It had all happened so suddenly. One day we were spending every waking moment together, and the next afternoon she was telling me that she didn't even like me. I didn't even know how to grieve for something that had never really been. The place where the hope had been growing now looked like a pile of rotten leaves and dirty earth. 
 
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Jonathan and Emily: Love Conquers All (Part 2)

          When summer break arrived, Emily and I agreed to exchange letters. This was a big step for me. Letters took time, took planning, took effort. Letters were more personal than emails, were more honest than internet chatting. The hope that I hadn't allowed to die was beginning to take root.  Naturally, I decided to water it with a healthy combination of optimism and wishful thinking.  I sent her a fabulous, intricate letter that I had spent hours crafting and was overjoyed when I received her equally fabulous reply.  
          Summer ended (as they often do), and we returned to Jackson to continue our studies at Belhaven.  Then things began to get tricky. By the time that I realized I liked her, I became too timid to actually talk to her.  This tendency is not exceptionally conducive to the establishment of successful relationships, as you can imagine. Emily noticed that I didn't talk to her as much, and she wondered what had happened. At the time, she thought we had become pretty good friends, and she couldn't figure out why I would be avoiding her.
          Despite my timidness, I couldn't completely forget about Emily. The hope that had sprouted during the summer was parched, certainly, but still not dead. In fact, I spent many mornings sitting on a little bench outside of her class and secretly hoping to see her.  I understand now that this sort of behavior is generally discouraged (the word “stalker” comes to mind), but I was too lonely to stay home and too nervous to approach her.
          Early in the semester I was able to overcome my shyness for a moment, and I invited her to the writing lab where I was working so that we could exchange summer stories. To my surprise, she actually came! The conversation was lively and fun, and I hoped that such moments would happen more frequently.
          Occasionally that semester we would sit in the white rocking chairs near the student center and talk. It took a great deal of courage for me to sit next to her if I saw her there. Usually I would walk past, pause to deliberate, pray for courage, wring my hands in desperation, then walk away. But sometimes I would overcome my fear and join her. She generally had studying to do. Sometimes I would pretend to, but I never really did.
           On a particularly sunny afternoon, I found her studying outside with a group of her friends. I plopped down next to her and began doing some creative writing exercises. Exercises which, to be honest, I had created for myself so that I could seem busy. We chatted and pretended to be working on classwork for several hours. I'm fairly certain, however, that neither of us accomplished anything.  That was the moment that I realized just how beautiful Emily is. 

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Jonathan and Emily: Love Conquers All

           From the very beginning, it felt like a lost cause. Emily had good friends, a smile like a sunrise, and impeccable taste. I had an eternally twisted tongue, a tattered tweed coat, and a long list of failure. I still don't know why I kept trying. At every stage, I felt like I was battering my head against a solid wall.  But if there's one thing I know about the male species, it is this: we are stubborn creatures. 
           Emily and I didn't have classes together or friends in common, even though we attended the same small private college. Somehow or another, however, we were bound to meet. Emily remembers seeing me at a bonfire one night during her freshman year. She had seen me around campus before (keep in mind, our college was quite small), but this time was different. This time it seemed to her that I was following her as she moved around the bonfire.  I don't recall this particular detail, but I certainly don't deny the possibility. Now, I know what you're thinking. That doesn't sound like a good start to a healthy relationship. I tend to agree. But keep reading, for our story didn't end there.
           For some reason, we began chatting online. To this day, I don't remember when or why, but I'm glad we did.  However, at the time this development didn't give me much hope.  In my experience, relationships built on the internet are shallow at best and deceitful at worst. But despite my misgivings, I couldn't argue with the flutter I felt in my chest every time she signed on. So we talked (about nothing important of course), and I kept this little hope alive, unwilling to let it die.


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Jared and Madison: First Love Is Sweetest

          When it comes to love, all men need a little help. Jared Weninger certainly had his fair share of help along the way as he wooed the heart of Madison Rose Childs. The two met while they were attending Belhaven University, but the sparks did not immediately fly. In fact, neither Madison nor Jared can remember their very first conversation, which could have been nothing more than a simple “Hey, how you doing?”
          It was biology that brought them together. As Jared freely admits, the only way he could survive three hour night classes was by completing copious quantities of Sudoku and passing notes to friends (or acquaintances). Fortunately, Jared and Madison sat next to each other in biology class that semester. Never one to be shy, Jared informed Madison that he would be passing her notes during class in order to stay focused. To his surprise, she wrote him back with extraordinary detail, telling him all about herself, her family, and her life. The semester passed, and the class ended. Then, as Jared so eloquently puts it, “I probably didn't talk to her for the whole year after that.”


          No one knows exactly what subconscious thoughts and desires began to form in Jared's heart and mind during that year. What we do know is that their story was definitely not over. In their third year of undergraduate studies, they both became Resident Assistants. Through the training and group activities of the RA staff, their friendship began to grow. Over the summer after their junior year they chatted online a few times, and the wheels in Jared's mind began to slowly turn. Nothing definite yet—but a process of discovery had certainly begun.
          At RA training that fall, Jared found himself sitting at a session with a group of his friends. One of those friends, Andrew, drew Jared's attention to Madison: “That girl is so beautiful. Someone should date her.” With those innocent words, Andrew unwittingly began a process that would lead eventually to a wish and a ring. But what was Madison thinking all this time?


           For Madison, it was Jared's character that first drew her attention. One night, she and a friend needed a ride to Sonic for some late night study food. Jared happily provided them with transportation. When Jared started the car, Madison was pleasantly surprised by the fact that his radio was tuned to a Christian station. As she says, “I know it sounds silly, but who listens to Christian music...for fun? That's when I realized he must be serious, that he might be someone worth getting to know.”
          A big moment came when the two of them walked to a friend's house together. Jared had been invited to a get-together at a friend's house (affectionately known as the “Tootsie Roll”), but he was worried that he might be the only guy present. While they were eating dinner, he mentioned the invitation to Madison, who mentioned rather slyly that she had nothing to do that evening, but didn't want to go back to her room and do nothing. With a response like that, what could he do but ask her to walk with him?
          And so they went. On the way back from the Tootsie Roll, they found themselves walking together again, and as they neared campus Jared realized that he didn't want the walk to end. While he silently debated whether or not to ask Madison to walk longer, she secretly hoped he would do so. At last, his interest won the day, and the two of them walked around the neighborhood for another two hours, talking and laughing and getting to know one another.
           Not long after the Tootsie Roll adventure, Jared followed Madison to Hilton Head for fall break. He even convinced his friends to go with him, neglecting to mention to them that Madison was the only reason he wanted to go. They had a great time during the break, and Jared decided that it was time to tell Madison how he felt about her.
          When they got back to Jackson, he told his closest friends to pray that he would have the courage to approach her. One night passed, and he couldn't do it. He asked her to hang out again the next day, fully intending to tell her...but wimped out again. The third time he asked her to hang out, she almost refused. She prayed, “Lord I can't keep doing this, I'm putting too much of my heart out there!” In the end, however, she decided to give Jared one more chance. That night Jared informed her of his feelings, and after she assured him the she felt the same, he said “I feel like I should hug you now or something.”
           Thankfully, Madison was feeling much the same, so they hugged and began to hang out more intentionally. Neither Jared nor Madison had ever dated before, so every day was a new and exciting chance to learn more about each other.


         They are a light hearted couple who enjoy simple joys like gazing at stars, watching kid's movies, and reading fantasy children's literature together. While watching a movie one day, Jared asked Madison if he could put his arm around her. Madison admits that while it might sound odd, his asking for her permission made her feel more respected. Before Jared left for a lengthy trip to Europe, the couple had a picnic by Ross Barnett Reservoir where they enjoyed their first kiss (after Jared asked permission, of course).
          They spent many late nights at Whataburger while Madison worked hard on her senior dance project, a study of creative movement and creative dance therapy for children with special needs. In order to motivate her to keep working, Jared would often promise to buy her ice cream for every eight pages she completed.
          After graduation in May, the two of them went to Texas to visit her family. Upon arriving, Jared was immediately roped into a construction project at her brother's house. He slaved away from the crack of dawn to help pour cement for a patio. After this grueling (but enjoyable) time, they flew to Florida, where Jared introduced Madison to many of the important people in his life.


           Jared made their one year anniversary a day to remember. After a nice dinner, he presented her with a beautiful necklace, insisting that while it wasn't the piece of jewelry he knew she wanted (an engagement ring), it was the best he could do at the moment. Then, after an ice cream dessert at Biaggi's, he read her a book about their relationship that he had personally crafted. The book ended with the words “I Love You.” This was the first time that Jared had ever told Madison those words, and it nearly took her breath away.
          Thinking that the book had been the highlight of the evening, Madison happily followed Jared out to the fountain at the Renaissance. They threw pennies over their shoulders and made wishes. Madison, as usual, refused to tell Jared her wish (since, of course, then it wouldn't come true). But when she asked him what his wish had been, he dropped to one knee, pulled out a ring, and said “I know my wish is going to come true so I'll tell you...will you marry me?" How could she resist such a charming question?


          Jared and Madison plan to enter into holy matrimony at Northpark Presbyterian in May of 2011. So far, they are enjoying the wedding planning process. Madison insists that she doesn't want the focus to be on the wedding itself, but on the marriage: “I just want it to be a picture of what God has done and what he is doing.” Jared, on the other hand, was just hoping to be able to wear flip-flops to the ceremony. As he says, “Being engaged is cool, but I hear that marriage is even better.” In all seriousness though, both Jared and Madison are dedicated to each other and to God, and their heart for ministry is apparent in their words and actions.
          Looking back, they agree that honest communication has been a huge blessing in their relationship. Due to their reliance on Christ, Jared and Madison are able to be real and open with each other.
          They hope to find meaning in whatever work they do. Building relationships with people is very important to both of them, as their many close friends can agree. Foreign missions is not out of the question, as both Jared and Madison are very interested in serving others. Madison points out that even as a barista at Seattle Drip she is able to impact the lives of her customers in positive ways, a perk of her job that she thoroughly enjoys.
          Their relationship began with notes in class, a careless comment by a friend, and a walk to the Tootsie Roll. Their past is beautiful, their present is joyful, and their future is yet to be discovered.

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