first letter

dear jacob,

remember the day we met? you looked tired & weary from your journey over the wilderness... i remember how you were so thirsty & filthy, too... having been on the road for many days, without enough food, water & rest... but what really struck me about you is your eagerness to find my father... how you rolled the stone covering the well so suddenly, it was actually not allowed that time because the other shepherds have not come... i don't really know why you did it... maybe out of impulse or excitement in seeing me or probably the sheep who were also quite thirsty like yourself... nevertheless, that day - our meeting day - made a mark in me... you struck me as someone who is impressive & yes, a gentleman in the very essence of the word...

i want to thank you for doing that 'rolling' thing for me and for my sheep... in this world of men, we seldom find true men of worth... men who knew their place when they see a woman... you made me see that... and for that, i am truly grateful...

how you looked so happy when you saw my father... the story about your family, about aunt Rebekkah in particular, made an impression on me... i wonder why she went with the servant of your grandfather... she must have been such a woman of faith... i hope, i can be like her someday.... able to step into the unknown as the Lord leads me... your meeting with my father was one joyous time... i had fun, too... and the good news that you will be staying with us just warmed my heart... now, i would see you every day... get to hear your stories... listen to your songs.... taste your cooking (even) haha... and just be near you, a man i have come to like... :)

welcome home jacob... enjoy your stay...

may the Lord bless you...


rachel