As I look at her rings.... I see something..... understand something I didn't see or expect. [Sigh] There's a little story I'd like to share......
My W and I were raised poor..... from small-town USA. We had nothing except each other and GOD. When I proposed, I was in the service.... back then junior enlisted made nothing. I was an E3 and cleared $332 dollars a month. Most of my money went to buying prepaid calling cards so I could talk to her once a week. Her dad had nothing, couldn't help with the wedding expenses. It took a whole year for me to save enough money for her dress. $1800..... the nicest thing we could dream of. The engagement ring was something I couldn't afford at all... We had so little all I could afford was a diamond chip, and I wanted her to have so much better. I prayed, we prayed.... and a little while before I was going to propose a miracle happened..... she was going somewhere, and there on the top of a gas pump was a ring. A big gaudy gold ring with a 2ct rock and a bunch of small princess cut diamonds. No one claimed it.
The 2ct is completely colorless (perfect) and the cut was fantastic. That was GOD's gift to us... it WAS us. Beautiful from the outside but with some inclusions inside.... if you magnified it you could see them. She gave me the ring, no questions asked and I didn't ask for it. She assumed I'd sell it. I didn't. From the ugly ring came a beautiful solitaire wrapped in platinum..... and for the wedding band, two of the princess cut stones were spaced evenly so the big stone sat between them The small stones were us..... the big stone was GOD. The three make one. A trinity ring.
The ring was a gift from GOD...... he has removed it from it's place so his gift is not defiled.
