(If you’re reading this and you haven’t seen my IG post first then I suggest you start there. The rest of this will make better sense)

I had been watching her for a few weeks. She got my attention because I liked what I saw inside and out, let’s just keep it a buck!😬 She was definitely a beautiful woman that I was drawn to, but I wasn’t sure if she was the one yet. This was on a Friday evening when I went to one of my usual youth night services at a church I was connected with for awhile.

Recently, I had just finished a fast praying for my wife a little while before this time, so for sure I was intentionally in the mindset of finding my wife. When I saw her a few times I still wasn’t sure about her, so I was always open to being wrong, but I unconsciously began to look forward to seeing her. So I had all the normal questions anyone would have in their mind. Am I wasting my time? Is this the right one? God, what should I do? Then one Friday, I had made up my mind to go for it. There was no one else pulling at my spirit as strongly as she was. I couldn’t hold back any longer. This was it, I was going to introduce myself to her once the service ended. Since she was singing on the praise team that day, I initially started to approach her as she was walking off the stage, and at the last moment I turned back. I know right...I’m such a cornball, I chickened out! I started casually talking to one of my friends while she happened to be talking to another one of my friends.

While I was making small talk with my friend, I overheard her and my other friend speaking across the room. He was asking if she was going to be at the after party. She said no. She said she had a test to study for. I was thinking in my mind I may have just lost my chance or maybe I’ll just see if I can track her down the next week. But just thinking about pushing it off and chickening out, knowing that I could’ve lost my opportunity just got me more frustrated. I didn’t go chase you down, but I know I wanted to be sure, so I put a challenge to God. I got in my car and drove back home, but I didn’t get out. I sat in my car in front of my house and prayed to God. “Lord, if she is the woman for me, let her be at the afterparty. I knew she said she wasn’t going to be there, so I knew if God placed her there, it would be the most obvious form of intervention God could set up for us to meet.

So I headed to the restaurant “on completely faith,” unsure if she would be there. For all I knew, she had no plans to be there and I was wasting my gas just to show up and leave disappointed. But for as much as she was pulling at my spirit, I had to go. I got out of the car and headed into the resturant. I initially thought I was at the wrong restaurant and I almost walked out. But then I noticed a friend of mine in the back of the restaurant so I head back and then I see a ton people at least 50 at a completely packed long table where no seats look to me available at all. I start to look for her. As I gaze down the packed table, at the very end there was only one seat left, next to her! She was there!

To be continued……