Believe it or not, God told me RyanL was the one. What makes this so unbelievable is that we did not like each other in the slightest when I discovered he was “the one”.
I will try and make a long story short…
We were introduced by mutual friends (my best friend and her husband) at their wedding. RyanL and I couldn’t stand each other. Three years later that same couple moved to Hawaii where my future husband was stationed. My bestfriend was pregnant, her husband was about to be deployed for 10 months and she didn’t know anyone. So they recruited RyanL to help her out until her husband returned. I would call my friend almost everyday and occasionally Ryan would be there helping her out with this or that. I would always make a comment…“I can’t believe you let this guy in your house” and other nonsense. This went on for months…then one night we were talking on the phone and she was telling me about her day, Ryan was mentioned…and I thought again to myself…“I can’t stand that guy” We hung up the phone and I went to bed…just as I was drifting off I heard a voice say…“he’s the one” I sat up in bed and laughed out loud…because that was just absurd, I didn’t even like this guy. Needless to say the same thing happened the next night. I told my friend about it and how ridiculous it was. She didn’t say much until the next night when she called and said she had tell me something. Apparently that same day, Ryan had come over and told her that he thought I was the one he was suppose to marry. Talk about weird. Two people who couldn’t stand each other now think they are suppose to get married??? So over the next three days, I had my friend find out all kinds of info on Ryan…and he did the same. Ryan and I finally talked to each other and he wanted to fly me out to Hawaii for New Years. (which was two weeks away) I agreed. We spoke on the phone for about two hours everynight until I got to Hawaii. We got engaged New Years Eve…and married two months later. People thought we were insane. But as crazy as this sounds…I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Here’s the kicker…the only thing that made me hesitate with our crazy courtship was that RyanL was Catholic. (I was a very devout Baptist.) However, since Ryan was not a very devout Catholic (at the time) he didn’t see the problem. We agreed to raise our children in the Baptist church and just go to Mass on the big holidays. I told him my faith was not something I could compromise. (beside…I figured since he wasn’t very devout, he would eventually convert… Little did I know)
Fast forward to today…In my attempts to question Ryan’s belief, he explored his faith and grew into a wonderful Catholic man. (I can say that now…at the time, I was NOT happy about it at all…but that is an entirely different story) We are now attending Mass together and will raise our children in the Catholic church. And while I haven’t converted, I’m not saying it’s not possible.
So why is he perfect for me. Because God planned it perfectly. Had Ryan been a devout Catholic at the time of our marriage, I would have never married him. If I hadn’t married him, he may not have explored his belief and become the man he is today. If he hadn’t grown in his faith, I would have never had the wonderful view and appreciation of the Catholic faith, that I hold now. And if I had never been exposed to this amazing church, then I would never have even considered converting…and while that part of the story isn’t finished yet…ask me in a few years…who knows.
My husband is perfect for me because that was God’s perfect plan for me.
Oh and did I mention…God’s perfect plan included blessing us four months ago with a perfect baby boy .
God is Good,
RyanL’s Wife
Nonetheless, She is my perfect partner because…
