It is fascinating to me how you can go your entire life not knowing someone and then when your lives finally do become entangled, you can look back and see fun little coincidences and happenings that just blow you away of how your lives crossed paths without you even knowing it.
That is exactly what happened with Husby and me.
I went 18 years of my life not knowing him, yet our lives were strangely intertwined time upon time. The hand of God just blows me away. I think He gives us those moments to show us that He has always had a plan for our lives. And with each little step, we were getting closer and closer to our destiny. Our destiny with each other.
Husby grew up in another state and his grandparents live where I grew up. They have been a part of my Church years before I was even born. I grew up knowing and loving Husby's grandparents before I even knew Husby existed! When Husby and his family would come to town to visit his grandparents, he was always at my Church. Even in my Sunday School classes! The funny thing is, I don't even remember him. He remembers me, but I haven't the faintest recollection of him. He remembers me sitting on a table singing something. (I was probably trying to showboat for the cute visitor.) ;)
My Mom has always been a part of a women's Bible study at Church. She can recall time after time sitting in prayer group with Husby's grandma and praying specific prayers for him that his grandma asked they pray about. My Mom prayed for my Husby for YEARS without the faintest idea that he would one day become her son-in-law and husband to her daughter! Incredible!
The first time I met Husby was at a national Church conference within our denomination. He was best friends with one of my best friends and when we all met up, we were introduced. I don't remember much about him except his smile. And how friendly he was. We had only a very brief time together, so neither of us made a lasting impression on the other.
We were both in Branson, MO. with our families the weekend the Lady Diana was tragically killed. I wonder if our paths ever crossed?
His cousins often visited our Church and I was great friends with a couple of them.
He went to Church Camp with my youth group one year and that was the one year I chose another camp over the one I usually went to. Apparently, we were not supposed to meet yet. :)
I was just about the only person in our youth group who didn't know Husby on some level. I chose another camp to be a part of for the summers, and he went to the one a lot of my youth group went to, so he was good friends with a good chunk of my friends. I only knew his name. And faintly remembered his face. Again, we were not supposed to meet yet.
I see all of these "almosts" in our lives and it just makes me laugh. It's funny how our paths crossed time and again, yet they were only brief, faint encounters. The Lord had a divine appointment for us, and the timing of that fateful meeting was absolutely perfect.
Not long after we were married, we were at Husby's grandparents visiting. They have a lot of eccentric art work and doo-dads hanging around their house, and this specific one caught my eye.
A hand-stitched picture of all of their grandchildren. They had this made when most of the grandchildren were born and then added a name each time a new one came along. My eyes immediately searched for Husby's name and I gasped at what I saw.
Husby's name is the little boy on the left - bottom corner. Look who he's holding hands with. It just so happens to be one of the only blank spots on the entire picture, and he's holding hands with a little red-headed girl in a green dress.
I think not. :)