God granted me an opportunity to meet with Chris pretty quickly. It was Thursday night when we sat next to each other at the 30s and 40s unmarried group, and it was that next Sunday that I saw him getting coffee.
This in itself was God-ordained. I never drank church coffee. I was usually always up for hours beforehand and brought a water bottle with me. But this Sunday, I walked in with a friend who grabbed coffee, and I decided to follow. It took me a little longer, so by the time I was putting sugar in my coffee, she was – lo and behold – talking to Chris just a couple yards away.
I waited for a moment, and was surprised to see her walk away from Chris, while he remained in his place. Even more curious now, I walked up to him and asked if he knew where she had gone. This struck up a conversation and pleasantly, we spent a few minutes chit chatting. When it was obvious that it was time to actually go to church (ha), I asked where he usually sat and he immediately suggested that he sit with me.
Curiouser and curiouser. Elated but trying to be “cool” (cause what 31 year old women wants to seem desperate or too excited), we sat with my friends and I introduced him to the outside Bible study gang. It was hard to focus on Chris and our conversation because other people wanted to talk too, but that happens and I was grateful for a chance to see how he spoke with new people.
We sat and waited around after church to see if anyone was going to lunch (maybe we both wanted a safe environment with other people) and fortunately, one of my newer girl friends was available and willing. I told Chris to take my number in case we got separated, and it was a good thing too, because Chris showed up kind of late and I texted him to let him know we were already inside. But it was again, hard to focus on him because I felt like I didn’t know enough about my girl friend!