Prophecy?

Our first date (although we wouldn't have called it at that point in time, being 'just friends' and all) was spent eating a meal together at a restaurant down the street from our Bible College. A nice walk together and a typically-wonderful conversation. Right from the beginning Craig worked his way into my heart through our talks. I'd never met a guy I could talk with like him. Hours on end. It's still that way.

Back to the restaurant. It was a bit of a dump, truth-be-told. The name on the front was Peking Bowl. I can't remember what I ate, but I do remember that blue-eyed man sitting across the table from me. Thump. Thump.

As far as I can remember, there was only one other customer in the restuarant with us, a grungy looking man who'd had faaaaarr too much to drink. Half-way through our meal, he staggered over to our table and said through slurred speech:

"You 2 are the best looking couple here. Seriously. You look so good." Now what does one say to that? :-)

And then he went on with the clincher: "When you get married, I wanna come to the wedding OK? You invite me to the wedding."

I think we told him we would. Can't remember.

I didn't have his address when we were mailing out wedding invites 2 2 1/2 years later, but almost wish I did. What he saw through alcohol-blurred vision that September day, was something that God saw and planned long before. A wedding, a marriage, a family of seven...