Isaac looked at the Princess, his face showing his happiness. He said “I suppose the next thing will be for us to get engaged.” The Princess thought it was a bit sudden. “You don’t have enough money for a ring” she replied dubiously, thinking it would take him years to save for it.
Years ago when the King had stopped her on the mountain and asked her to list the qualities and attributes of the chosen, she forgot to mention money. The King obviously did not think money was important. “Don’t tempt God” Isaac replied, smiling.
The King agreed with Isaac, handing him a very beautiful, expensive ring which had come from Isaac’s grandmother in Clearwater, Florida. She was still alive, although now a widow, and she loved the King. Her second husband had given her the ring when he proposed, and her marriage had been happy.
Isaac held onto the ring until the time was right. One winter afternoon he bounded in, wanting the Princess to watch the sunset. Hand in hand, they walked to the Tower at the end of the street that overlooked town and river. It was indeed a beautiful sunset. At Isaac’s request the King provided the setting, painting the sky red and gold. Mt Taranaki stood to the west, a small triangle against the fiery horizon.
Isaac looked down at her, his expression tender as he proposed. When she said yes, he slid the ring on her finger and kissed her. It fit perfectly, as if made for her. The ring held a single diamond, over a carat, on a slim gold band. It did not need a fancy setting, for the beauty was in the diamond. It was perfect. “Is the diamond big enough?” the King asked, smiling. She smiled back at Him, remembering her words “it had better be a big diamond!”
You shall no more be called Forsaken; neither shall your land any more be called Desolate: but you shall be called Hephzibah, and your land Beulah: for the Lord delights in you, and your land shall be married. Isaiah 62:4