I clenched my sweaty hands into fists, trying to cease the incessant shaking. It seemed like an eternity had passed by the time I reached the doorframe of the local Starbucks. I opened my firsts and reached for the handle on the door. A blast of cool air was a pleasant surprise to my damp forehead.
As I sat down after ordering my coffee, I went over the script in my mind, “It’s good to see you again Mr. Anderson, Sir…No. Sir is pushing it.” My script had to be perfect; there was no room for mistakes here.
“Sir!” I shot out of my seat and turned around, ready to shake hands with Mr. Anderson.
“Its good t-“
“Tall vanilla bean frap for Tim!” The employee called. I grinned, took my coffee, and sat back down.
“Okay, I swear, I must be loosing it,” I said to myself. “I mean, all I have to do is say ‘Hey Ken, how’s it goin’?’”
“I’m doing well Timothy, how are you doing?” Ken chuckled from behind.
“Ken! Mr. Anderson! Sir! I-“
“Relax Timothy; I’m not going to shoot you. Is there a reason I should?”
“O, Yes Sir. I mean, no Sir! I mean, *sigh*,”
Mr. Anderson patted me on the back,
“Ha-ha! Son, you’re a riot. Why don’t we sit?”
I sat down, trying to regain my original script in my head.
“So Son, why did you want to meet me here?” Ken asked, blowing on his coffee.
“Well, Mr. Anderson-“
“Well Ken, I have been Alyssa’s friend for over three years, and I feel that we are very good friends.”
Ken set his coffee on the table.
“And, well, I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately, and we’ve been spending a lot of time together. Sir, Alyssa is a very special girl, and I want to honor her future husband. That’s why I think we may be spending too much time together.”
Ken blinked, surprise written on his face, and then he smiled.
“Timothy, Tim. I have known you as long as Alyssa has, and I know the other men she has “hung-out” with. You are not spending too much time with her.”
I felt relief, yet confusion.
“Son, you are the man my daughter is destined to marry.”
I was shocked! I had expected a lecture about how many hours I should be spending with her, not a marital proposal! I was silent, images and thoughts racing through my mind.
“Tim, out of all the boys Alyssa has known, you are the one who has made the most positive impact on her. Whenever you’re both together, you’re both better people. You’ve each grown through one another, physically and spiritually.”
My breath was taken away. Here was my best friend’s dad giving me the permission to ask for his daughter’s hand in marriage. I was staring at my future father in-law!
“But Ken, how do you know? How did you come to the conclusion that I would be Alyssa’s husband?”
“Because God told me.”
He took a sip of his coffee.
“A little more than a year after Marsha and I had Alyssa, God gave me a dream. I was in a cloud, and I saw a bright light. As I came closer, I saw a almost human figure. Then I heard a voice. It was strong, yet gentle. He said that Alyssa would marry a man that would make both of them grow spiritually. Tim, you are that man.”
I couldn’t believe it! God sent this man a dream 24 years before he even met me! The God of this universe is so big, yet so personal and loving, that he cares so much about the little things.
Two weeks after the meeting with Ken, I asked Alyssa out on a date, and after two years, I asked her to marry me. Now we have centered our relationship around God, and I owe it all to my father in-law, and God.
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