Running late, I swing my legs over the railing, coming in the back patio door right next to the parking lot. Oh?! Someone's sitting at the table. I begin my daily ritual of checking in with the kids at the group-home for deaf, developmentally delayed students and began getting dinner ready. I discovered he was the new on-site counselor. I noticed he was watching me and we struck up a conversation. Later that night he stopped by to check-in. I noticed we always became the last house on his route.
One afternoon as I was telling a co-worker my plans for going on a hay ride that I was chaperoning for our youth group and he invited himself along! He began to get groups of people to go out after work, then interestingly enough it became just the two of us. This continued for a while we enjoyed each others company, but I wasn't sure about a relationship right now and my parents really challenged me that this had moved beyond friendship and had become dating, Did he go to church? Where was he at with his faith? They peppered me with questions.
Finally I had to address these things as well. I shared with him that the most important thing in my life is God and I needed to be dating someone for whom that was also true. He was agnostic and wasn't sure about the whole God thing. I was sure we were done, but he insisted on coming to church with me and he began to meet weekly with my pastor. Every Sunday after church we would go to the library and he would pull out enough biblical resources to completely cover the blue, laminate, rectangular table and poor over these resources and the bible searching for contradictions. He could find none. Then God changed his heart. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that He existed and his faith grew and so did our relationship. This May we'll have been married 20 years!