Thursday, March 24, 2011
Meeting in the Middle
Last Sunday was Joe and Kellye's three month anniversary. She asked him not to plan anything after work as she wanted to take him to the restaurant gone to on their first date. She presented him with the gift of slippers as she thought his feet looked cold in the evenings when they are home together. My heart rejoices in the sweetness of these early days when every small thing about the other is noticed and cared about.
Two halves of the same heart from the moment they met, Joe wants nothing more than to marry Kellye and take care of her all of his life. Meet the Parents dinner planned to move things along, wedding discussions for September. Mother meeting mother worries, will she love my daughter as much as we love Joe?
What will they think of parents who have allowed their daughter to move in with Joe? Will they know the answer would have been "No" with anyone else? Will they know she wouldn't have asked for anyone other than Joe? Will they know we are honorable parents who raised their daughter as best we could?
This remarkable young man was raised by parents deeply devoted to God, but like our own daughter struggles to hear God's call. Apostolic Faith every day, Catholicism haphazard at best. Two young people with parents who prayed too much and parents who didn't pray enough finding each other right in the middle.
A mother who asks her son will she see him in church on Sunday, a mother who asks her daughter does she believe in God. Mothers who end their evenings praying for their children and not themselves.
Two mothers soon to be united by the love of their children knowing in their heart God's plan is greater than their prayers.
I can't wait to meet Joe's mother.