Do you believe in Angels? What do you believe about Angels? Feel free to leave a comment about what you believe...could be what you think the Bible says about them...could be what you were always taught or what your faith tradition was...maybe a personal experience? I wrote one other time about possible Angel intervention. If you want to read that post click here.
Well, I was thinking the other day about the night my husband and I first met. I think about that night every now and again. I was attending Walsh University. I had been a part of the drama program there, sometimes in a play and sometimes doing things behind the scenes. I was not going to take part in the play "West Side Story," but I really can't remember why at this point. That play was a big undertaking for a small university, so they put out the word that they needed people to come in from outside the university to help fill the cast. I went to see the play the evening I met my husband. He was a student at Kent State University and was invited to come be a part of the play by some students he knew at Walsh.
I was still friends with all the Walsh students involved with the play and my best friend at the time would be going to the cast parties because her (now husband) boyfriend was in the play. She wanted to set me up with another "outsider" or non-Walsh student that she had met at a previous cast party and asked me to go to the cast party that night that I went to see the play.
When I walked in the door at the home where that party was taking place Dan was sitting there in the front room. I noticed right away that he sat up and perked up when I walked in. I was use to this reaction (I may have been pretty for a few years of my life). My friend's boyfriend went to look for the guy she was going to introduce to me. My friend and I sat in a chair across from Dan and began talking with him. Needless to say we remained there talking for the remainder of the party. The other guy never showed up.
There was a dance that night at Walsh too! So after the party we left and I invited Dan to come to the dance with me. We danced and he planted his first kiss on me that night on the dance floor! Well, we ended up leaving the dance and walking and talking for most of the evening. We had so many things in common. Also, both of us had decided just that week to give up the notion of a significant other for a while and just concentrate on school and life in general.
When he needed to finally go home (he was living at home and commuting to school) he was giving me a hug goodbye and just as he was hugging me I heard a real live whisper in my ear. When I say a "real live" whisper I mean it would be like someone standing right there next to you and whispering something in your ear. Well, there was no one else there besides Dan and I, but there was a real life whisper. The whisper said, "This is him. You're going to marry him."
Did you ever ask your mom once you were interested in dating how you would know which person was the "right one"? I remember asking my mom. Her answer was a very good one. She always said that the right one would be someone who was loyal, willing to stand by you even through illness...even through tough times. Many people say they will in their marriage vows, but she had known too many people who "took off" when they found out their spouse had cancer, or when they couldn't stop arguing about money...or other various reasons. She knew my dad was loyal. She said I would know when I met someone with that quality.
I could not have known that in one night of meeting him...not completely anyway. So I'm telling you that the voice was not a thought in my head. The voice was very real and very much either an Angel or a relative who was watching over me. It was a sweet voice and it was female. I'm ever so grateful to the voice because she knew long before I did that he was an amazing, loving, loyal, fabulous person and husband - and a spectacular dad to our children. In my youth I could not have known. I was so boy crazy for such a long time that I created a whirlwind of a life. I am thankful for the voice which caused me to pause and take notice. The voice let me know that he was "a keeper" - not just for a time, but forever.
Here's to voices. I hope I don't hear them often because that would just be crazy...but I hope for you and for me that they will whisper to us in the most significant of times. And if we're never lucky enough to hear another whisper, I pray that we sit up and listen when something really hits our hearts...God gives lots of different people the right words at just the right time...and gives us the ability to know when it applies to us.
God bless you today and I hope you're hearing all you were meant to hear today.