If you’ve ever spent time with a couple who has been married for a while, one question usually comes up, “How did you meet?” Love involves mystery and intrigue. Two people are experiencing the same thing, but are processing it differently; and most of the time, they have no idea what the other one is thinking or feeling. It usually takes a while before the couple is comfortable enough to share their feelings with each other. Do you remember grade school? Back then, things were as simple as a note and two little boxes. The note said, “Do you like me? Check yes or no.” Well, adulting is a little more complicated, and adults are apparently more afraid of getting hurt than children are. The reason we ask couples how they met is because we want to hear the details of how their paths crossed. We want to want to hear what he was thinking when she was thinking something entirely different. We want to hear about how they almost missed finding each other but somehow did. In the Bible, God told Adam that it was not good to be alone. I guess there’s a little bit of a hopeless romantic in all of us and it was placed there by God. Well, she certainly was the romantic type, but it seemed to be getting her nowhere. Cue the film back to the day the tears ended. She had finally surrendered her first love to the Lord. (Her decision was confirmed when said love called and announced he was returning to his hometown to finish college. He suggested a long-distance relationship, but she knew what God wanted her to do, and that wasn’t it.) Weeks had passed and the pain was ebbing away. On this particular afternoon, she was lying on the couch, resting after a long day at school, when the phone rang. It was him. Yes, him. No. Not the “him” who moved away, the “him” who didn’t want to date a girl who already had a boyfriend. But she didn’t have a boyfriend now, and she hadn’t had one for a while.

To be continued…