I’m interested in hearing any positive stories about finding your husband/wife after prayers, no matter how long it took.
I just want hope that my prayers can be answered if my vocation is marriage
I did! In 1991, I married for the first time in a civil ceremony to a doctor. I knew within the first month that my marriage was a mistake. I perservered for 3 years, but we divorced in 1994.
I spent the next 13 years looking for love in all the wrong places. In 2003 I started dating someone that I was great friends with, and had admired from afar for years. It was a disappointing disaster that left me shattered and feeling very alone.
Then, my great uncle died. At the rosary, my very elderly aunt greeted everyone with a smile. Knowing how devoted they were to one another, I asked her how she could hold up so well. She told me, “God gave me the privelege of having your uncle as my companion for 65 years. Now, it’s time for him to return to the one who sent him. I must accept the path that God has set out for me.” That’s when I realized that I had been trying to walk my own path, not God’s.
After this, I began praying my rosary every morning when I walked my beagle. I told God, “I don’t think you want me to be alone, but I will accept that path if it’s the one you have for me.” In turn, I promised that I would begin Bible Study, “But!”, I told him, “don’t expect me to like it. I’ll go for one year, that’s all.” Never say never to Him.
Three weeks into Bible Study, I met my husband at the dog park, walking—you guessed it!—another beagle. We dated for 3 years, and I was happy just being in his life when he proposed to me AT THE DOG PARK! Our dogs which had now grown to 3 dogs, began barking and it sounded like church bells after a wedding. When we got home and wound down from the excitement, he told me, “When the dogs began barking, it reminded me of church bells after a wedding.” Cross my heart!
When I moved out of my house, the last thing I moved out was my chiffarobe where I keep my Sacred Heart statue. Underneath, I found a paper titled, “What I want for a husband”. I had asked for someone generous like my father, someone with a good job, a widowed man or bachelor (I didn’t want to deal with an ex-wife), “kids ok”, an animal lover, and that he have his own home. As a post-script, I wrote, “God, if it’s not a vanity to ask, let that house have a swimming pool”. It had to be a very hot day when I wrote that. Well, I got everything I asked for in that noted. I thank God daily for my God-given gift of a husband!

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