I’m not entirely sure where I am. I think I’m in Arlington, VA. I’m in Northern Virginia none the less. I came up here yesterday with Jean from work. She’s my colleague and we’ve spent much time working together recently on several projects. She’s becoming a good friend and we are sharing a great deal with each other about our personal lives.
I also came up with Townley and Andy, the vice-president and president. Andy has a presentation in Baltimore. I created his PowerPoint presentation for him and he said all the other Presidents from different companies from all over the world were watching it, and they all loved it.
Jean and I stayed in Arlington to do some work with Waveworks, a sister company of Acoustic Works. It didn’t go too well, but we learned a lot, and we are staying with Townley’s parents.
June is here.
I love you God.
Oh how the weeks go by.
I’m here in my Virginia Beach apartment. The weather is nice. I’m listening to Rebecca St. James, and I just got finished looking at some old journals.
My! how I have changed!
I want my life to be made up of God, Marie, and film/theater. In that order.
I once was a child, and I praise God for such days. And I think I’m also thankful that I have such days written down. My emotions definitely feel more stable at this age of 23. Hopefully these pages will no longer contain fleeting crushes.
Marie is my one true special friend for all of time. Tomorrow is our special friend day. We will spend it at Munden Point Park again. It’s down near the North Carolina state line. The water we sit by flows into North Carolina.
Even though I love North Carolina, I like being in Virginia with Marie. You know what they say, Virginia is for lovers.
I have applied for another job; this time with the Virginia Opera. Hopefully something will become of it.
Pilate opens tonight. This is not my most favorite show I’ve ever been a part of, but it is an original work, so that’s worth something in and of itself. I’m the first person to ever play the character of Luke.
In the Flesh opens at the end of March. That means I’ll have done three original, never-before-attempted roles while here at Regent. I’m not sure if I’ll try to do any theater next year. I’d like to spend the next year just working and writing.
Please have your way with me God.
May the summer move slowly.
Bless all my friends as they marry each other this summer.
And take care of sweet Marie.
Okay, let me just slow down enough to write in my journal.
Marie just stopped by on her way to class. We are having dinner together in four hours, a special soup from her mother. Marie is my best friend ever. My beautiful love. The woman I want to spend every day of my life with. I’ve walked down many different paths and have had other relationships with girls, but they have all guided me here to these days in Virginia Beach with her.
We go to church together now and it has pulled me away from Parkway Temple, where I attended for the past 18 months. We have tried Bethel Christian Fellowship, but I don’t think that is for us, so we’re going to try Avalon Hills next Sunday.
I am amazed and overwhelmed every day by the love of both Marie and Jesus.
This past Friday we drove around the Bacon’s Castle area of southeast Virginia. There were so many little village type towns out there. On February 11th we are driving down to Wilmington, NC, where I hope to move with her in a year and a half’s time. Her birthday is in July and inside I’m praying that that is when I will ask her to marry me.
She is the sweetest and grandest of all women. She views life through the eyes of a poet. Her faith and relationship with Jesus is so true and steadfast. She is a warrior and a little girl. She is faithful and true. She is beyond anything I could have dreamed to share my life with. She listens to me, holds me, comforts me, prays for me, and loves me.
She amazes me.
Thank you Jesus.
Marie and I walked the trials of Back Bay this afternoon. There is such beauty in the flatness surrounding the water.
We are visiting parks in the northeastern areas of Virginia tomorrow. We had decided this a while back, but I discovered through a newspaper that was accidentally placed under my door, that the new musical by the guys that wrote Les Miserables, Martin Guerre, was showing in Washington D.C. just farther north than where we planned to go. So, I got us two tickets and told her that I have a surprise for her. She has no clue what we are doing.
We had a little Bible study and prayer time las night. It was wonderful. God is guiding us.
Our journal we are keeping together is the most beautiful thing in the world. We exchange it back and forth every day.
Oh God, your love is amazing!
Marie and I went to Williamsburg today. We visited my wonderful grandparents. We shared a meal with them. Everything my grandfather said was ten times funnier than usual for the simple thought that Marie was experiencing it for the first time. I adored the way my grandparents said her name. It was as if she was already family.
We walked to the reservoir and sat on a newly built pier; perhaps it was built just for us.
We visited Colonial Williamsburg at night. I pretended in my own mind that we lived in another century. Each window of these ancient buildings held a candle, as if the eyes of the past, present, and future were watching us walk through our own unknowingness.
We stopped at a bench beneath an ancient tree beneath a more ancient moon. And there we pondered the other twin souls who might have stopped underneath this very tree throughout all its years. But the tree whispered its secret to us; that God had created him for the sole purpose of providing a special atmosphere for Marie and I on the night of December 17th in the final year of a millennium. And there the moon revealed it true purpose of creation, to shine on the two of us.
On the way home we drove through the Christmas lights of Norfolk’s botanical gardens.
Tomorrow night is our Christmas.
Each night is our birthday.
I was in Lynchburg, VA most of the day and Thanksgiving day. Tracey and family had to change their plans for Thanksgiving, so I went up to Vince’s and his parents got us Hotel room within walking distance of their house. Natalie was there as well.
On Tuesday night Marie and I drove down to Currituck. Once there, we really talked about what we are supposed to be. She told me that her parents know about me and that when she talks to her sister, her sister always asks how I am. That was nice to hear. We both agreed we would let the relationship define itself, so we’ll see how that goes.
So, on Thanksgiving Day Vince and Natalie and I walked on an island in the middle of the James River in Lynchburg. It looked so dead and barren, but also peaceful. I did get to see Tracey and her family earlier tonight in Moyock. They seem to be doing well and she is making a living teaching dance in Avery and Watagua Counties. What a wonderful friend I have in her. They live not too far from where Marie and I go to watch the moon.
The sun set across the Chesapeake Bay, on the other end of Portsmouth, beyond the ports of Norfolk, as Marie and I watched the red blood sky flicker along the water of the world below. Sunsets, moonrises, barren deserts, and autumn woods.
There are other things going on besides Marie, but she is the only thing worth writing about.
I’m surviving the semester but I’m seeing that I need help to get me through this life. I can’t survive on moviemaking alone. I can’t even survive on human love alone. I can only survive on the love of God, but I see how he is using both work and love to show me his goodness and his grace.
I want to share this with Marie. I want us to be bond together with Jesus. But your will God, not mine.