This post was originally posted on my Oyler Creative business website blog on June 8, 2015. I am moving all of those personal blog posts over to this site to keep the Oyler Creative website completely business-related.
(June 8, 2015) Three years ago today I climbed up into a tree-house chapel here on the grounds of the Pittsburgh District Church of the Nazarene Mt Chestnut Retreat Center and began the greatest adventure of my life. Six weeks earlier (yes, six weeks!) I had met Debbie Paynter for the very first time. And now, here we were in a playground treehouse chapel, getting married! Well, we were getting married AFTER we had to interrupt the ceremony so that Debbie could leave to run home and retrieve the vows she had written, leaving me standing there holding her flowers with a love-sick grin on my face. But she came back! And Rick Gardner was able to finish the ceremony and pronounced us Man and Wife. And that is when the adventure began. An adventure of learning, loving, healing, growing, exploring, journeying. And it is an adventure that we have traveled through together, side by side. There have been tough times, but you know what, that is when the most growth has occurred. And there have been good times. Oh yeah, there have been REAL good times!
I’ve had a lot of adventures in my life, and those who have known me the longest (David Oyler, Lawrence Hancock, Byron Harvey) can confirm just how crazy some of those adventures were. But I can honestly say that all of those adventures pale to absolute nothing compared to this adventure. Because this adventure is with the love of my life, and we are walking this road together.
I love you Debbie Oyler, and I can’t wait to see what new things await us around the next bend of our adventure. Happy Anniversary Baby! I love you!
Things That I Write About
On Thursday, July 23, 2020, my Pops, Robert Dubois, entered into Jesus’ presence. He had suffered for several years with COPD, with frequent flare-ups and hospitalizations, and he had gotten to the point that he had to be on supplemental oxygen. But he’d been feeling pretty good for several weeks. We talked to him on…
Some days I will continue to share my memories of my past. It has been a long strange trip so far, and my journey has shaped a large part of who I am today. But it is God who has molded me into exactly who I am now. And if I don’t also write about how God is continuing to mold and shape me, I am missing the main point of my life right now. My past is interesting, and my struggles are real. But my walk with God is vital, and I firmly believe that my walk with Him today is why I am here to write about my past.
This is the final story of my three runaway adventures while I was in high school. This took place during my senior year at RVCS in 1977. The result was quite disappointing for me, but God had different plans for how this story would end.
It’s been a while – again – since I last wrote something. I need to get better at this as I enjoy writing, and as was pointed out to me earlier this week, I just need to sit down and write. Today, I am going to start writing about the three times I ran away…
I have shared part of this post before, telling how I finally came to terms with my grief over my dad’s passing. But I’m sharing it again because the overall message seems to apply today for many, if not most of us. Right now the world seems out of control with the virus, quarantines, conflict,…