It takes six hours to drive north through Hannibal to get to Des Moines, Iowa. I know, because a few weeks ago I took one of the most boring road trips of my life to get there. Why Iowa? That was my question. One of my oldest and greatest friends currently lives there, where she works as a FOCUS missionary at Drake University, doing her best to spread the Gospel on a college campus.
Saturday night of my stay, she and I cooked a ravioli feast (from scratch!) for her teammates and friends. She promised me that all the hard work and sweat would be worth it in the end – and I guess I should admit that she was right. We were blessed to sit around her kitchen table, talking for hours about faith, life, and love with other young people who are committed to not just spreading the Gospel, but living it. Somehow, the conversation came around to marriage, at which point my friend shared the following story about her grandparents, Walter (“Wally”) and Delores (“Little D”). Read more »