No One’s Laughing Now!
by Melanie Hemry
Brent Nordan’s car coughed as he weaved through rush-hour traffic. He hated the drive from south Fort Worth to the northwest suburb of Saginaw, Texas. He despised driving his beater car to pick up his children for the weekend.
He hated the separation. He hated not seeing Hollie’s face across the breakfast table. He hated not being able to kiss his children’s faces and tuck them in each night.
How could everything have been so wonderful at one point, only to crumble and fall apart?
Raised in West Monroe, La., Brent was the son of pastors. Following high school, he’d attended Jackson College of Ministries in Jackson, MS. Afterward, he became a youth pastor, worked on staff at his home church in West Monroe, and traveled as an evangelist.
He had ended up in Stockton, Calif., where he worked on staff at Christian Life Center.
That’s where Brent met Hollie.
She was a senior in college when Brent had a dream that the two would marry.
Things hadn’t gone well.
Telling Hollie about the dream and that they should marry, hadn’t been any woman’s dream proposal. It took months to correct that mistake.
Being seven years older than Hollie, and on staff, he had to ask permission to date her. Permission was granted with one provision: They had to have a chaperone.
BVOV : 13
