They called him crazy when they started out
Said seventeen’s too young to know what loves about
They’ve been together fifty-eight years now
That’s crazy

He brought home sixty-seven bucks a week
He bought a little 2 bedroom house on Maple Street
Where she blessed him with six more mouths to feed
Yeah that’s crazy

Just ask him how he did it; he’ll say pull up a seat
It’ll only take a minute, to tell you everything
Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you
Go to work, do your best, don’t outsmart your common sense
Never let your prayin’ knees get lazy
And love like crazy

They called him crazy when he quit his job
Said them home computers, boy they’ll never take off
He sold his one man shop to Microsoft
They paid like crazy

Just ask him how he made it
He’ll tell you faith and sweat
And the heart of a faithful woman,
Who never let him forget

Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you
Go to work, do your best, don’t outsmart your common sense
Never let your prayin’ knees get lazy
And love like crazy

Always treat your woman like a lady
Never get too old to call her baby
Never let your prayin’ knees get lazy
And love like crazy

They called him crazy when they started out
They’ve been together fifty-eight years now

Ain’t that crazy?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0f5g18EbG4

Some people hear this story and think it’s cool, while others think that it’s crazy or that I remembered what had happened based on what I was seeing. Others believe that God can do anything! I believe that God gave me this dream.

One night between 7 and 8 years ago I had a dream. In the dream I walked into a building where three guys were playing instruments and singing. The guy who was sitting at the drums got up, came over to me, put his arm around me and introduced me to his buddies as his fiance. In my dream I had a flood of feelings…I was very nervous and very excited! I knew I was going to marry this man, but I had no idea who he was. It was like in the dream I knew I was dreaming, and I knew that in real life I didn’t actually know this guy. So, I woke up, told my sister Jess all about the dream, and described the guy to her. Because he was playing the drums, she said that it was Jeff (meaning Jeff Lay, who also played the drums), but I told her that it wasn’t.

Not too long after that, we met Jason (around May 2003), and then we met his parents (in October of 2003). After his parents went home from their visit, they sent pictures of their other two sons Jeff and Greg. When I saw the picture of Jeff, I knew he was the guy from my dream. I called Jess in the room where I was and I told her that he was the guy, and she confirmed that he was what I had described.

That dream didn’t make me know who I was going to marry, but it made me consider the possibility that he might be the one for me. Because of that dream, I was determined to get to know him, and that’s what I did.

June 12, 2004 was the Grace Church picnic at Moyer Park. There was live music and I was asked to sing a couple songs, so I agreed. I was one of the last people to sing, and I started with “You Are Still Holy.”

http://courtneyrowberg.com/music/YouAreStillHolynew.mp3

When I got to the part  near the end where it finishes the chorus by going up and then doing the chorus again (at about 3 min. and 13 sec.), I looked up and saw Jeff walking up the sidewalk (this was around 8pm). I had never met him before, but when I saw him, all the emotions—everything I felt in my dream—came back to me. I felt very excited and nervous, and like I knew I was going to marry him. Because he was introduced to my family while I was singing, I didn’t get to officially meet him then, and we actually didn’t speak until the end of the night. We were all getting ready to leave, and I was about to get in the van when I turned around and said “bye,” and he said “bye” back. And that is how we met.

Jeff spent a week in VA with our family that summer, and after he went home, he almost immediately started playing the drums. In the first video I saw with him in it, he was playing the drums, and two other guys were singing and playing instruments, just like in my dream.

To read what happened after that (written in 2007), go here.

We got engaged December 25, 2007 but our “official” engagement wasn’t until June 12, 2008. To read our engagement story, go here.

I was homeschooled all the way through high school. We had books we had to read, tests we had to take, and papers we had to write just like in a public school. Some differences were that we were at home, we didn’t get an “F” if we didn’t turn something in until a week after it was due (though we did get some other sort of punishment), and we didn’t have a different teacher for every subject. It was an interesting time. I sometimes wish I had gone to a public school, and I wonder how I would have turned out and who I would have been. Would I have been as introverted and as afraid of everything as I am? Probably not! Would I have been better equipped to deal with people? Probably. Would I have had more friends? Maybe. Would I have been able to learn as well and teach myself and find information like I can now? Probably not. Would I have lost important parts of who I am today? Probably. Would it have been worth it? Who knows! But it can’t be changed now, so…

I graduated from high school in Summer of 2006, but didn’t start college at Virginia Western until Fall of 2007, and I didn’t get a job until Summer 2007. I have often thought that if I had listened to my dad and hadn’t waited a year to go back to school, I would have been done a year sooner, and I wouldn’t be a year behind a lot of people my age. But whether it was a good or bad decision really depends on what I did with that time. I had a short-term job working a couple hours every Tuesday in a church nursery, and I worked on driving and studying driver’s ed. Those two things alone don’t really warrant taking a year off of school.

But I did something else with that year: I was the mother to someone else’s child. Granted, I didn’t have to keep him at night or pay for any of his stuff, but I took care of him. Almost every day, pretty much all day I would keep him; I fed him, changed him, put him down for naps, took care of him when he was sad or hurt, played with him, and loved him. He came to me over anyone else (including his real mother). He even called me mom once. I poured much more time, energy, and love into him than his mother, and he was like a son to me. I could have gone straight to college out of high school, but I would have had to miss out on that year with my baby. Once, a year or so after starting school and after not having seen my baby for quite some time, I was at my parents’ house and he was there. His parents had come to pick him up. But a minute after they left, he came running back through the door and he said “I forgot to give Courtney a hug!” He hugged me and ran back out. He didn’t say anything else or pay any attention to anyone else, and my heart just melted. I wouldn’t trade that year being a mother for anything.

But I did go back to school at the end of that summer, and I started working towards an AAS degree in Information Systems Technology. It took me six whole semesters to that degree, but I’m now finished. Since getting my associate’s degree, people ask me “what’s next?” wondering if I’m going to go back to school to get a bachelor’s degree, or if I’m going to start a career. Well, he truth of the matter is that I’m not doing either of those things. This makes people wonder why I went to school in the first place. I went to school for many reasons, but I didn’t go to get a job and have a career. I went to school to learn things, to grow as a person, to experience things I had never experienced before, and to observe different teaching styles in the hope of learning a thing or two about what makes a good teacher and what makes a bad one. For as long as I can remember, all I have wanted to do with my life was to be a wife and mother. I wanted to have children, to be a stay-at-home mom, and to homeschool any children I might have. My dreams and expectations have grown, but that is still my desire for my life. About now you might be wondering why I chose the degree I did when there may have been much better options, if being a homeschool mom was my dream. To answer that, I will say that I have been interested in computers for quite some time, and I thought it would be interesting–which it was.

Many people have also asked me what I plan on doing with my degree, and I keep answering “nothing” when in fact that isn’t quite true. What I plan on doing with my degree is this: Understanding and communicating with my husband about his passion. He can get excited and talk to me about some complicated database query he’s been working on, and I can understand (mostly) and rejoice with him, instead of giving him a blank stare and then being like “whatever” and going along with my day. If you have enough money to live, then I would say that’s a much more fulfilling use of a degree than just having a high-paying job.

So, what’s next for me? Well, I’m not 100% sure. I’m planning to go back to school in the fall and work towards something that has nothing to do with computers. I want to keep learning and going to school until I have children. I don’t want to have children while I’m working towards a degree, but I would rather have children than another degree. Now that I have my associate’s degree, there is nothing else that I really want to finish before I have children. Though, Jeff and I have discussed children and we’re waiting another 1.5 to 2 years, unless we decide otherwise or God decides to give us children sooner (or later).

On May 14, 2010 I will be graduating with an AAS degree in Information Systems Technology, so I decided to go ahead and make notes of all that I’ve done so that I won’t forget. It’s been an interesting journey, and it has taken six months longer than I planned, but I think it’s all been worth it.



Teacher Grade scale is from 1-4: 1 = bad, 2 = okay, 3 = good, 4 = best

Fall 2007

Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
Eng 111 College Composition 1 3.00 B Margo McCord 3
ITE 115 Intro to Computer Applications 3.00 A Richard Carr 3
ITN 101 Intro to Network Concepts 4.00 A Jeffrey Scott 3
PED 137 Martial Arts 1 2.00 B Andrew Deleo 3
SDV 101 Orientation 1.00 A Calvin Cassell 2
This being my first semester in a class room I was very nervous, but knowing that my first class was with Margo McCord (who I had met and impressed at our first meeting) and then my second class was with Jessica (my sister) helped tremendously. My first day was Wednesday, Aug 22, 2007, and it went like this:

ENG111 from 10-10:50
ITE115 from 11-11:50
PED 137 from 3-5:30
ITN101 from 6-9:40pm

It was a long first day and I thought it would never end. I enjoyed all my classes this semester except for ITN 101. ITN 101 had a decent teacher, it was just at a bad time and I didn’t like the subject matter.


Spring 2008
Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
ITD 110 Web Page Design 1 3.00 A Jeffrey Scott 3
ITP 100 Software Design 3.00 A Bathurst Bagby 2
MUS 121 Music Appreciation 1 3.00 A Linda Durham 3
SOC 200 Principles of Sociology 3.00 C Elizabeth Lewis 3
SPD 100 Principles of Public Speaking 3.00 A Richard Ware 3
My second semester I enjoyed all my classes. My favorite was probably MUS 121.


Fall 2008
Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
Eco 120 Survey of Economics 3.00 A Larry Landrum 3
ITD 136 Database Management Software 4.00 A Diane Wolff 4
ITN 170 Linux System Administration 3.00 A David Doughty 2
ITN 261 Computer Crime and Hacking 3.00 C Bernard Cosell 1
MTH 120 Introduction to Mathmatics 3.00 A Charles Musgrove 1
My third semester ITD 136 was my favorite by far. I didn’t really like the content or teacher for ITN 261 or ITN 170. ECO 120 was interesting to me, but it just wasn’t really my thing. And MTH 120 was, if I can say it, stupid. For some reason I placed into this class, but I knew pretty much all the material already, and the teacher was old and he got confused often.


Spring 2009
Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
ITD 210 Web Page Design 2 3.00 A Jeffrey Scott 3
ITD 258 Database Performance and Tuning 3.00 A Kristina Anderson 1
ITP 120 Java Programming 1 4.00 A Diane Wolff 4
ITP 225 Web Scripting Languages 4.00 A Diane Wolff 4
My fourth semester I had two online classes (ITD 210 and ITP 120). I had never had any online classes before, and didn’t know what to expect; I was nervous, but the teachers had everything put together well, and I no longer have fear of online classes. I enjoyed all of these classes except ITD 258. The content of ITD 258 could have been really enjoyable had it been presented better. The reason for this was:

  1. Everything was just read off of a slide, document, or website.
  2. I don’t think the teacher wrote anything that she read.
  3. I don’t think she knew the material.

Fall 2009
Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
ACC 211 Principles of Accounting 1 4.00 A Kristal Clark 4
ITP 220 Java Programming 2 4.00 A Diane Wolff 4
MTH 141 Business Mathmatics 1 3.00 A Jeffrey Strom 3
My fifth semester was the easiest load I had so far. I had been putting off ACC 211 and MTH 141 because I was afraid that I wouldn’t like them and/or that I wouldn’t be good at them, but I was wrong! I really enjoyed both of them. ITP 220 was online and this is when I discovered that I don’t really like Java. I could only get some of the concepts, and the actual syntax was (and still is) like a foreign language. I had Jeffrey helping me almost every step of the way explaining every line of code that I didn’t understand, and just as a reference whenever I got lost.


Spring 2010
Class Description Units Grade Teacher Teacher Grade
ITP 246 Internet Dev: Server-side Java 4.00 A Diane Wolff 4
ITP 298 Capstone 3.00 A Gilbert Armour 2

This, my sixth, and last semester has been weird to say the least. Both classes are online and only have things due every few weeks so my schedule has been weird. Capstone isn’t too bad because I get to work on a project that I chose and do it mostly the way I want. Java as I said before isn’t my thing, but I think I get a little more every time I work on it, and with the help of Jeff I’m getting it. So far my grades for the classes are 100% in ITP 246 and 96% in ITP 298, and I don’t think they will change much, so I’m going to estimate that I will have A’s in both classes.

Last month, my husband bought me a microphone so I can record music! :-D I’ve been working on getting a music website up and running to share that music and it’s finally up and running. Check it out here (courtneyrowberg.com).

People tell me that I’m too young, that I should wait a few more years before getting married–that it’s not easy, and I’m not ready to be his wife; to be who he needs me to be. But I must ask…how do they know? They tell me you can never be prepared, then turn around and say that I need to wait so that I can prepare. Which is it?

If I wait a few more years, what good will that do? I’ve poured just over four years into Jeffrey’s life, into getting to know him, and preparing to marry him. If the last four years haven’t done it, what will a few more do? I made a promise to him and that promise was forever, and any amount of waiting to be legally married isn’t going to change it. We’re married in every way except legally (and physically); we’re married in heart, mind, and soul, and we have been for over two years. I know I don’t know everything about him, but it’ll take me a whole lifetime to know him completely, and that’s what I’m going to do. My life will be his, and I’m prepared for that. I know there will be trouble, but I’m willing to face it.

People think I’m crazy…and they can think whatever they want. Jeffrey is the man for me and I’m willing to give up all of me, for us. I love him and have for quite a while now. The rose-colored glasses have come off for me and I feel differently about him then I did four years ago, and even though it’s not all “perfect love” like it was, I love him so much more than I did then. He’s not perfect and I’m not perfect, but God can work miracles. He has worked them in EVERY marriage that has lasted and He doesn’t tire. I am nervous about getting married because it isn’t going to be easy, and it is VERY much an unknown for me, but I believe we can make it.

Well, we finally found a location with everything we wanted and so we set the date for July 24, 2009! It will be a very small wedding on Salt Creek Beach in Dana Point in Southern California. ANDI bought my wedding gown! I found one that I really liked on the internet, so I went to the store and they had one that fit me! I tried it on and really liked it; I went to pay for it and they said I was just in time because that dress was about to be discontinued. I’m soooooo glad I went when I did. I’M EXCITED!!! Just under nine months now!

www.rowberg.net/jcwedding

Aaron Shust – My Savior My God

I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed, what God has planned
I only know at His right hand
Stands one who is my Savior

I take Him at His word and deed
Christ died to save me; this I read
And in my heart I find a need
Of Him to be my savior

That He would leave His place on high
And come for sinful man to die
You count it strange, so once did I
Before I knew my Savior

My Savior loves, My Savior lives
My Savior’s always there for me
My God: He was, my God; He is
My God is always gonna be

Yes, living, dying, let me bring
My strength, my solace from this spring;
That He who lives to be my King
Once died to be my Savior

That He would leave His place on high
And come for sinful man to die
You count it strange, so once did I
Before I knew my Savior

My Savior loves, My Savior lives
My Savior loves, My Savior lives

As you all probably know already, I’m engaged. If you want any more of the story you can check it out here.

Don’t Waste Your Life

“Where Are the Young Radicals for Christ?
When I stand, as it were, on the shores of Iwo Jima and let myself reenact those hours of courage and sacrifice, and remember that they were young, I cannot make peace with the petty preoccupations of most American life. One of them was really young. I read his story and wanted to speak to every youth group in America and say, Do you want to see what cool is? Do you want to see something a thousand times more impressive than a triple double? Well, listen up about Jacklyn Lucas.

He’d fast-talked his way into the Marines at fourteen, fooling the recruits with his muscled physique…. Assigned to drive a truck in Hawaii, he had grown frustrated; he wanted to fight. He stowed away on a transport out of Honolulu, surviving on food passed along to him by sympathetic leathernecks on board. He landed on D-Day [at Iwo Jima] without a rifle. He grabbed one lying on the beach and fought his way inland. Now, on D+1, Jack and three comrades were crawling through a trench when eight Japanese sprang in front of them.Jack shot one of them through the head. Then his rifle jammed. As he struggled with it a grenade landed at his feet. He yelled a warning to the others and rammed the grenade into the soft ash. Immediately, another rolled in. Jack Lucas, seventeen, fell on both grenades. “Luke, you’re gonna die,” he remembered thinking. . . . Aboard the hospital ship Samaritan the doctors could scarcely believe it. “Maybe he was too damned young and too damned tough to die,” one said. He endured twenty-one reconstructive operations and became the nation’s youngest Medal of Honor winner—and the only high school freshman to receive it.

As I read that, I thought of all the things that high school kids think is cool. I sat on the porch where I was reading and thought, O God, who will get in their face and give them something to live for? They waste their days in a trance of insignificance, trying to look cool or talk cool or walk cool. They don’t have a clue what cool is.
One more story to clarify what is cool. It’s about Ray Dollins,

a fighter pilot at Iwo Jima. The first wave of amtracs headed for shore. The Marine fighter planes were finishing up their low strafing runs. And as the last pilot began to pull his Corsair aloft, Japanese sprang to their guns and riddled the plane with flak. The pilot, Major Ray Dollins, tried to gain altitude as he headed out over the ocean so as to avoid a deadly crash into the Marines headed for the beach, but his plane was too badly damaged. Lieutenant Keith Wells watched it from the amtrac. . . . “We could see him in the cockpit,” Wells said, “and he was trying everything. He was heading straight down for a group of approaching ’tracs filled with Marines. At the last second he flipped the plane over on its back and aimed it into the water between two waves of tanks. We watched the water exploding into the air.” Military personnel listening to the flight radio network from the ships could not only see Dollins go down; they could hear his last words into his microphone. The were a defiant parody.

Oh, what a beautiful morning,
Oh, what a beautiful day,
I’ve got a terrible feeling
Everything’s coming my way.

Of course, we do not use the word cool to describe true greatness. It is a small word. That’s the point. It’s cheap. And it’s what millions of young people live for. Who confronts them with urgency and tears? Who pleads with them not to waste their lives? Who takes them by the collar, so to speak, and loves them enough to show them a life so radical and so real and so costly and Christ-saturated that they feel the emptiness and triviality of their CD collection and their pointless conversations about passing celebrities? Who will waken what lies latent in their souls, untapped—a longing not to waste their lives? “

http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/OnlineBooks/ByTitle/1593_Dont_Waste_Your_Life/
http://www.desiringgod.org/media/pdf/books_dwyl/dwyl_all.pdf