Devon and Lindsay’s Fairy Tale Proposal Story

Up until about 5:45 p.m. on Friday, Nov. 13, I was having a normal week – a strenuous week of teaching, especially since my school was on lockdown on Friday. I came home expecting to have dinner with my friend Kelly. When she arrived at about 5:40, I was ready for a girls’ night out.

Just as we were preparing to leave, I heard someone knocking on the front door. When I looked out the window and saw Devon’s face, I could only conclude that I was hallucinating. He was supposed to be working in Tulsa until 7:30!

I was so shocked when I saw Devon at the door!

I opened the door, hugged him and kept asking, “How did you do that?” Over his shoulder, I could see a white limo waiting for us on Ol’ Oak Tree Dr. I felt like Cinderella being whisked away to the ball! And Devon looked so handsome, standing there in his grey suit, green striped tie, holding a batch of pink Gerbera daisies (my favorite!).

Once we were inside the limo, Devon popped a CD in – “Friday the 13th Part 1” hosted by Pepe LePeu (Devon doing a fantastic Pepe impersonation – I love French accents!). Pepe told us that the first leg of our journey would be a look back on our past. The CD included songs like “Deeper,” “History Maker,” and “Just Three Words” – songs we had listened to while growing up at Oneighty youth group in Tulsa. I had no clue where we were heading, but I was so amazed the whole time, feeling like a princess.

Before we arrived at the restaurant, Devon explained that it was an old 1920’s restored church, just like where we originally met (at church!). On our table, he had pre-arranged a collage for me – a painting on an easel with a faux newspaper story he wrote about our first time in the Philippines, and also a photo of us from our Cameroon trip.

Dinner was exquisite – seafood bisque for the appetizer, shrimp for my main course, and duck for Prince Devon. As he ordered dessert, Devon requested, “We’ll have the warm chocolate cake with the Morris special.”

“Hmmm…the Morris special?” I was a little suspicious. Was a ring going to be part of the dessert?

Dessert was presented, and all appeared to be normal. But as I tasted the ice cream on top, a familiar taste greeted my tongue. “Hmm…I wonder what kind of ice cream that is,” Devon said mischeviously.

I still didn’t get it.

“It’s ube!” He finally told me. He had driven all over Houston just to find this unique ice cream from the Philippines. Then he drove back to the restaurant to request that the pastry chef include it in our dessert! That’s my man – a man who would go to such great lengths just to put a smile on my face!

After dinner, we stepped back into the limo and Pepe told us we were now entering the ‘present zone.’ The limo pulled up to Path of Tea, a tea room I had been to about a year ago. There, he had pre-arranged for a cute outdoor table with a red tablecloth, an Asian candle set, and a frame with a photo of us in Houston and one of us in Tulsa. He also included a love note encouraging me to seek first God’s kingdom and to not be discouraged even though we are still presently in separate cities.

The final limo ride arrived, and Pepe told us we were entering the Future Zone! How exhilarating! What would happen next – where would the limo take us? I wondered. Just as I was musing as to the wheareabouts of our final destination, the limo driver gave it away – Hermann Park, one of my favorite spots in Houston!

We arrived and started strolling around the park. I noticed a firetruck parked in the park, but didn’t think much of it. As we were walking over a bridge, enjoying the cool, quiet evening, we suddenly heard a crowd cheering. Someone was celebrating their 50th anniversary on the other side of the pond. And serendipitously, directly over our heads, the skies erupted in a brilliant display of fireworks. It was so unexpected and so perfect!

Only God could have selected such an amazing addition to our engagement story! To me, fireworks have always symbolized the future. I could not have asked for a more perfect addition to that moment than the bright rainbow of lights cascading right before our eyes.

After the surprise fireworks show, Devon escorted me to a spot beside the pond and presented me with a leather journal. In it, he had written me a beautiful poem called “Diamond in the Rough.” At this point, I was expecting him to drop to one knee. But he didn’t! He was piquing my curiosity even more! That stinker! Instead, he pulled out his guitar and played me one song he wrote for me, as well as Ryan Adams’ “Desire,” and Jars of Clay “Worlds Apart.”

After he finished serenading me, he grabbed my hand and said, “I want to show you something.” At this point, I was starting to think that perhaps I wasn’t going to get a ring after all! But I was just delighted to be with Devon. He led me to the hill overlooking the Miller Outdoor Theater and much of the Houston Medical Center. On the way to the top, he told me how much he had liked me starting on our missions trip to the Philippines way back in 2000. I never could have guessed that God placed my future husband in my life by the time I was 15!

Once on the hilltop, we lay down and stared up at the vastness of the sky. Devon talked about how Houston was just a pinpoint in the huge world, and how God has destined us to go into all the world and preach His Gospel. Just seven months ago, Devon thought he might end up practicing in one of the medical buildings we were looking at. But because he was obedient to God’s will, God changed the course of his life and brought me back into his world.

Finally, we stood back up, and Devon dropped to one knee and sweetly asked (in French), “Veux-tu me puse?” I had never had anyone ask me that before, so to confirm, I asked, “What are you asking me?”

“Lindsay Goodier, will you marry me?”

“Yes! I don’t even need to see the ring! The answer is yes!”

We threw our arms around each other and we shared the sweetest embrace as he slipped onto my finger the gorgeous princess cut diamond with two trillian diamonds set in 14 carat white gold. We were so overjoyed that we spun around in circles like zealous little children until dizziness made us topple over.

This is only the beginning
Of this race running for His glory
Only one destination in mind
One cause that provokes us
Together, we are stronger.


Everlasting Melody

Flood my heart with the poetry of your love
Violins stringing eternal chords
Drumbeats flooding my soul with your passion
As I become lost in your melody

Tender raindrops landing on thirsty skin
Gentle breeze sweeps me closer
Deeper into the rhythm
As the harmony intertwines with my own heartbeat

I’m lost in the sound of love everlasting.

The Road Back To YOU

For the love of my life, Devon

philippinesMorning run through the hilly streets of Baguio
Sweet caresses, gentle love songs on bumpy roads in Aurora and Isabela
Sweet promises made on an air-con bus headed to Manila
Passion-filled kiss before boarding in Tokyo
Bittersweet embrace in Detroit

OKScavenger hunts, birthday surprise, mammoth breakfast in Tulsa
Journey through the past on Claremore streets
Guitar serenades beside Oklahoma City lakes

galvestonMelted chocolate truffles, ebb and flow of Galveston waves
Sun-filled Sunday afternoon picnics, kisses after running through the Houston rain
Surrounded by 60,000 people at U2 but still solitary

Other roads were pointless, hollow, dead-end
My heart knew no other path
Then the one that led me back to YOU.

Perspective Shift

I’m seated next to one of my favorite places in Houston — the long, rectangular-shaped pond at Hermann Park. A few minutes ago, I was seated on the west side of the pond, which is almost completely shaded by magnificent oak trees.


Since it’s nearly 4:30 in the afternoon, the sun is now shining down upon the east side of the pond. So while I was sitting on the west side, I couldn’t actually see into the pond. To me, it simply appeared to be an opaque, green mystery.

But after a few minutes of sitting in the shade of an oak tree, I decided that some Vitamin D and sunshine would do this pale skin some good. So I ventured to the east side of the pond, which is facing the slowly descending sun.

Here, the sun shines upon every part of the pond, revealing that the pond is not 10 feet deep as one might guess from the other side. Rather, it is only about 6-9 inches deep, filled with little rocks on the bottom.

From either vantage point, I am still looking at the same pond. But when I switched sides, I switched perspectives. I gained a totally new understanding of how deep the pond is.

Sometimes in life, we are so focused on what we can’t see — what is unclear in the future. We get frustrated because we can’t see how deep the water we’re about to tread into is. At those times, perhaps we just need to ask God for a perspective shift. He may not change our “pond,” or present circumstances, but He will give us a clearer view of our situation.

Even if your current waters are murky and deep, you can know that even “when you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.” Isaiah 43:2

Be encouraged today through a perspective shift!

One Word For The King

Oh, the prospect of worshiping You for all eternity captivates me —
That we will all be one, falling down before You,
Giving You these crowns that we held to so tightly…
One day they will be mere laurels to cast at Your feet.
Holy, holy, holy we will say for all eternity –
And in that solitary word,
Find endless reasons to adore You.

Embracing A Season Of Rest

Life is filled with so many twists and turns. One month we may be the busiest we’ve ever been, stressed to our limits, and the next month, we may be calm, cool, and collected, with everything perfectly in order.

The last month of my life has brought about so much change. Just a little over a month ago, I was still working as the online editor for a publishing company. But about two months ago, I accepted a job to teach English and journalism at a local high school starting in the fall. Most normal people would have just kept their jobs until the school year started, but I had it on my heart to go on missions this summer. Because I was going to be gone for a chunk of the summer, I prayerfully decided to quit my job before going on the trip.

So I went to the Philippines for two and a half weeks. And God did “more than my mind could conceive” (1 Corinthians 2:9-10) in such a short period of time.

Me and Angel, my God-daughter in the Philippines

Me and Angel, my God-daughter in the Philippines

Edith and I led these beautiful teenagers to accept Jesus!

Edith and I led these beautiful teenagers to accept Jesus!

Now that I’m back from the trip and re-situated to life in America, I’ve been spending the last week and a half resting. I have not had a period of rest like this since 2006 when I returned from the Philippines and was searching for my first job out of college.

I’ll admit, this period of rest has been awkward at times. I forget what it’s like to just read a book while lounging on the couch, to run around a park without having to worry about my next scheduled activity, to sit at the mall and watch ice skaters while writing a blog entry.

I’m thankful for this season. God knows what His children need. He has calmed my spirit and allowed me this time of transition so that I can be fully focused on the next task — pouring into the teenagers I will see every day in my classes.

Off To The Philippines We Go!

June 23-July 9, I will be in the Philippines with my friends Devon Morris and Edith Colon, ministering with Coastland Mission Philippines. Back in 2005-2006, I lived over in the Philippines working with the same organization.

This trip will undoubtedly be life-changing for me, my team members, and the precious people of the Philippines. I’m so privileged to return to team up with Vincent and Delia Padupad, powerful Filipino missionaries who travel to the unreached tribes in the Philippines. While we’re there, we’ll be working in medical clinics, conducting church services in villages, playing with kids, and more.

Please keep us in your prayers! God is going to move in a mighty way!

Me chillin' with the kiddos in the Philippines in 2006

Me chillin' with the kiddos in the Philippines in 2006