How I Met Your Father: Part 3
The whole purpose of going to the pizza spot was to talk about missions work with folks who have gone all over the world.
But I do not want to talk about missions. I just met this guy. I need to talk to a woman and currently I’m the only girl here. YIKES. Lord, I need you to send somebody my way right now because I am not talking to these guys about ANY GUY! They are so into this conversation, I have nothing to add…oh look, Melissa is calling Robs phone. BINGO!! Rob looks at me and says “Mo, Melissa wants to speak to you.” WHAT??!!! “Melissa! Remember the thing I showed you last night and what I told you?! You need to come up here right now. Hurry!!” She is on her way. This is wild. I’m going to go outside and scream.
I’m outside trying to gather my life together and here comes Jennay casually walking across the street. This can’t get any better. “JENNAY! OH MY GOSH COME HERE AND LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS GUY I JUST MET!!!” She was looking at me like I was crazy. “Mo, since when were you hype about a guy? This is weird. Ok I’m listening.” So I go on and on and tell her the story. She was so great to stand there listening to me give her a play by play. Then I ended the conversation with “Yea so, I think he’s ‘him’. I’m gonna pray that we can get married.” She looked at me with a smile on her face. Not a condescending one but an amused smile and said, “Oh wow. Well ok then.”
Melissa finally arrives and mid conversation, one that I was trying to focus on but couldn’t because I was so fidgety, I run over to her and tell her the whole story. She is excited for me but like a good friend she warns me not to get to excited because she doesn’t want to see me disappointed. I took heed, but I knew something was happening here.
We went back to her apartment and met up with the rest of our homegirls. Being the private person I am, I didn’t spill the beans to the other girls. I called one of the older women who were mentoring me and told them the whole story. Then I asked, “Can we pray for husbands?” She told me we could, but not after making sure I was maintaining some boundaries and not being too crazy. After that moment, I went home to talk to yet another mentor of mine and she asked me if I knew him. I told her I didn’t yet but if we got to know each other and he was the bomb and it was a good thing, I think we should get married! LOL It was such a bold statement but I felt like it was right. She gave her blessing for me to start praying and then it got scary and it became real. So I prayed…
"Lord. This is scary and I’ve never done this before. But, can Eric and I be friends and then if it’s a good idea, get married and have kids? I’m going to pray for his walk with Christ and for my own heart that I would keep it close to me and not give it away too soon. This is weird but ok. Amen."
From there, I prayed every single day and night for Eric. I told my friends to pray, I told new friends to pray. I told strangers to pray. There were literally 100s of people praying for him. 6. Months. Straight. I have no idea how I did it. I even started kinda liking another guy a little bit but something inside me told me to keep praying about Eric.
I showed my really good friends pictures of him on Facebook (haha) and I know some of them were rooting for me and some of them were rooting for me but also didn’t want me to get hurt or even felt like it was impossible for this to work out. I knew all these things, I really did but…something was happening. I just knew it was. I had doubts, I had fear about it. But I held him with an open hand. If God chose to take him, cool. If God allowed us to be together, great!
In those 6 months, I saw Eric often when I went home to visit my family. Usually not on purpose. We had a lot of mutual friends and would end up in the same places. There was even a time when he came to Philly to visit a school with his sister and he called me to ask if I wanted to get cheesesteaks. Of course I freaked out and invited three of my friends to come because I was scared. It was a lot of fun and I grew to like him even more.
This whole time I thought he was just a nice Christian boy. He didn’t like me, he probably liked one of those glammy cute girls from his church or something. Or he probably was one of those guys who is focused on work and being serious. LOL. He was just being a nice guy, right?
Oh boy was I in for a RUDE AWAKENING that took me on a trail of tears and eventually a final showdown…
Stay tuned for the finale.