Erva turned 75 last week.
Isn't that a great old lady name? Erva.
It's right up there with my late grandmother's name (Velma) and my mom's middle name (Doreen). Classic.
On Sunday, we joined about 200 other people at Caro's Party Center as a surprise to Erva. Thanks to her husband, Tom, we gathered to celebrate Erva's birthday and the renewal of their wedding vows. Can you think of anything sweeter?
Married for as many years as I've been alive, Tom and Erva are a dynamic pair, prayer warriors and evangelists. Tom always has Scripture cards in his pocket for whenever the moment arises. I have received two from him in the past year, Chris has received at least one. He is a big teddy bear with a heart for Jesus, and a deep devotion for his bride.
It was an honor to be in the crowd of Erva fans. She is a doll of a gal with a Miss America smile.
And yes, she was surprised! She started with her hands on her cheeks in shock, which turned in to a beaming grin and hands clasped in front of her in gratitude. She floated around the room and thanked everyone. I don't think one person was left out.
If you could've seen Erva's face up close and felt all of that love radiating from her, you wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else.