Ask, and you shall receive…sometimes May 17, 2009

I’m hesitant to post this, because it’s so personal. But it was just so amazing that I have to get it out.

I’ve always wondered about signs from God. Like, if He sends me one, will I notice it? Or will I be so wrapped up in my own life and desires to even care about what He has to say to me?

Last night I was at a wedding for a daughter of a friend of mine from work. I didn’t really know her daughter, or anyone else at the wedding except for the other paralegal I work with, and I had gotten there so late that I was sitting by myself with random people because mine was the only seat left. The service started, and I could tell the preacher was one of those that liked to hear the sound of his own voice, so I knew I going to be sitting there for a while.

Then the preacher says something like “And before the beginning of time, God ordained that these two would be together.” And I thought sarcastically “Oh really, God? Then who am I ordained to be with?” I busied myself staring into the trees above my head and waiting for the thing to be over so I could partake of the free food. Then the bride’s cousin started singing.

Our song. That song we danced to that night at the banquet (and his 18th birthday, if I’m not mistaken) nearly 9 years ago in Texas, after the DJ announced that it was the last song of the night and we were magnetically pulled to one another for the last time of the 13-day conference. He whispered to me that he would miss me, and all I could do was lean my forehead against his and stare into those blue eyes. Later that night, we strolled and reclined in the courtyard of the hotel, holding hands and nervously contemplating that first kiss, the kiss that wouldn’t come until 3 years later. We said goodbye the next day, I going back to my state and he going back to his.

So was this song my sign? I asked who I was supposed to end up with, and the next thing I hear are the beginning chords of that song. I was amazed.

Although he and I have never “dated,” we’ve always been there for each other. We continued talking after we started college that next fall, after we both graduated and I went on to my job and he started on his Master’s, and later when I was still here working and he began med school in Florida. Throughout that time, we both had others, dated other people, fell in and out of love, but we always had each other. We never spoke about our other relationships, only that we had them. We thought there was a reason why we were still spoke after so long, why we were the only ones from that conference who we each kept in touch with. We’ve only seen each other twice in that 9 years, once in college when we met halfway between our cities and once 3-4 years ago when he flew down here to see me. The time we spent together was always amazing. We always said the distance was really the only thing keeping us from dating, that a 9-hour drive each way was too much. But what if it’s not? What if being so far apart is what makes us realize we should be together? What if we’ve stayed in contact this long because we will always be magnetically pulled to one another like we were that night we danced? What if hearing that song last night is just the push we need to try to give it a shot?

I texted him as soon as I got home and told him what happened. He was amazed too. He had the same “what if” questions I did. We made plans. I have a very long drive ahead of myself in the near future, but I have a feeling it will be worth it.

Thanks for the sign, God. It’s just what I didn’t know I needed.