Unmatchable Messages

Most of the time, I don’t have difficulty understanding God’s message for me.  However, the last few weeks have me stumped.

It began on a Friday afternoon as I was filing papers at work.  As I shuffled through papers, I heard a customer approach.  In a gruff voice, he asked my coworker, “Who do I need to speak to, to add my wife to my account?”

I glanced up to see Hal.  Oh, Hal.

Every once in a while Hal pops up.  Hal, the last guy I dated off of my Match.com stint, is now married.  In the two years since I’ve seen him, he found love and committed himself.  Happy for him?  Sure.  Why did God choose to bring him into my life at that moment?  Not sure.

As I sat awkwardly avoiding his gaze, I wondered to God, “What are you showing me?”

When he and his wife finished updating his account, they walked passed me.  I avoided all interaction, but my coworker said he glanced at me twice, recognizing a familiarity.

I thought that would be the end of peculiarity, but I experienced it once again on Christmas Eve.

My friend and I stood listening to the beautiful music Fellowship Church orchestrated.  I admired the atmosphere, the people, the chorus, the band—the band?!

As my eyes perused the stage, I saw Michael.  Oh, Michael.  Oh goodness.  There, playing the trumpet was the first man I ever dated off of Match.  I sorted through the memories, trying to recollect his face. Yes, that was definitely him.  I remember my disappointment upon meeting him.  Not only was I not attracted to him physically, he was 10 minutes late, which meant I had to buy the tickets for The Curious Case of Benjamin Button—which, in addition to the rest of the terrible night, was a terrible first date movie!

Strike, strike, strike.  Strike!

I laughed, bemused.  Unbelievable.  I begged God lightheartedly for answers, for direction.

From my seat, I fought to see his left hand.  I don’t believe I ever saw a ring, and why that’s important, I do not know.  It was just so strange to see him—them.  Not to mention within such a short period of each other.

Dear God, I know You have a sense of humor.  Thank You for making me laugh that night.  I truly needed it.  I pray that You bless Hal’s marriage and that he loves and honors his wife.  I do know that he had been waiting for the right one to come along, so please let Your love fill their hearts and provide a path for a most loving, supportive marriage.  For Michael, I pray that he is in a happy place in life.  I pray that He feels Your love and let not loneliness fill his heart.  I know these men were not meant for me, and I pray for the man who You have destined to be my future husband.  I hope that his heart is centered on You and that he will be dedicated to You, his family, and our love.  Thank you for all you provide, Father.  I love You with my whole heart.  In Your Son’s name I pray, amen.