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		<title>I can always count on the Ortner.</title>
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I knew before I got married that couples, as they grow together, begin to finish each others sentences, always know what the other is thinking in awkward situations, etc. I had no idea, though, to what extent 2 people can actually become 1. Below is an example of something that happens more often than I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jaredbridges.wordpress.com&blog=3929110&post=17&subd=jaredbridges&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>I knew before I got married that couples, as they grow together, begin to finish each others sentences, always know what the other is thinking in awkward situations, etc. I had no idea, though, to what extent 2 people can actually become 1. Below is an example of something that happens more often than I ever would have thought, if I were ever to think about this, in my single days:</p>
<p>I wore a green t-shirt and jeans to church today. So did Hannah. Not a big deal- it was unintentional (and I was dressed FIRST this morning), but still&#8230; this kind-of thing can be perceived as cheesy if people make the assumption that it was planned. The thing is, I didn&#8217;t even NOTICE until we were parked outside the church!  I&#8217;m ok with a few people assuming we dressed alike on purpose&#8230; So I walked in through the front doors and quickly melted into the crowd.</p>
<p>Almost immediately I was pulled to the side by NLC staff. They needed another couple at the front to help pass out the bread chips and grape juice for communion. I agreed. I love to help with communion. And then I remembered that Hannah and I could trade clothes without anyone noticing. The very assumption I feared just before walking through the church doors would soon be held by 500+ people.</p>
<p>This was a problem. I&#8217;m not that cheesy. Neither is Hannah.</p>
<p>When a problem rears its ugly head in my life, a close friend of mine is CONSISTENTLY there for me. Good &#8216;ole Mike Ortner (see inset picture &#8211; next time you see him, if you know him, ask him about this face).</p>
<p>I scanned the dark santuary finding him in the usual place, standing with his back to the rear wall. I approached him, told him very quickly that I needed to trade him shirts. Without hesitation, he turned and walked out the door and down the hall toward the men&#8217;s restroom. Loyal Mike.</p>
<p>Picture this:</p>
<p>1) A man, let&#8217;s call him Frank (big, burly Frank), had just finished <em>his bidness</em> and was approaching the sinks as we entered the restroom. </p>
<p>2) Mike and I, facing each other, both take our t-shirts off in a hurried frenzy&#8230; and we were probably smiling due to the nature of this strange, slightly awkward situation&#8230;<em> </em></p>
<p>3) Big Burly Frank ran out the door. </p>
<p>4) Jared and Hannah, later in the service, probably served Frank communion.</p>
<p>Awesome? Yes, awesome.</p>
<p>Please pray with me: <em>Lord, please show Frank the truth of the situation. We want Frank to come back to church. Thanks. Amen.</em></p>
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