Caveat
In order to fully appreciate my 2nd conversion, I shall not go on without mention of how I met my wife. Still in the Navy, I was shipped overseas in 1990 to Japan assigned to the U.S.S. Midway for what was expected to be about a year and a half due to the ship's scheduled decommissioning. Prior to leaving the States, I mentioned to my friend that I had absolutely no intentions of finding any romantic interest in any Asian girls I happen to meet while overseas. The plan was to come back to the States in 1 1/2 years and find a down home country Baptist gal from the Carolinas, or some such, all the while, praying for God to send me such a potential mate.
The Midway made frequent trips to the Philippines and was a favorite recreational spot for hungry, horny sailors intent on blowing their life earnings on some extracurricular activities, shall we say.
I had no intention whatsoever to chance catching anything "extra" that involved long lines at medical. In fact, I was content just staying on the ship. However, one of my Christian buddies prodded me to at least go do some shopping since everything was on the cheap. So we proceeded down the main strip in port.
Understand that the Filipinos know that a ship only pulls in for a short time and thus strive to take advantage of the situation by putting on an aggressive sell. All down the strip, girls would hang outside the bars and souvenier shops and literally pull on you arm as you pass by in order to entice you into a purchase or two. Frankly, I wasn't flattered at the sudden attention and soon became annoyed at the constant come ons. So by the time we neared the end of the street, I was not in the most positive mood.
But then my friend who was with me stopped at one of the last open air souvenior shops to talk to this girl. He ended up going inside, but I hung back and waited outside. While standing there, I notice another girl in the same shop. She was standing some five feet away and politely asked me if I wanted to look around. I gave a gruff, NO, probably a little too rudely. But then I just happened to notice her eyes were some of the prettiest I'd seen. She said that she would give me a good deal on some t-shirts. I hesitated, and then figured that it wouldn't do any harm since I was waiting for my friend anyway. So I stepped inside to look around. She showed me around and priced some items, but for some reason I didn't catch what she was saying because I was captivated by not only her eyes, but by her mannerisms. She had a quiet, yet strong spirit in her that was different from the other girls. She wasn't intimidated by my aloftness, but just gave a smile that just struck me somehow.
We chatted business for a few minutes. Then out of nowhere I asked her if she knew of any good places to eat? - ("What are you doing", I asked myself)- and she named a couple of nice ones. And before I knew it I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere to eat after she got off work - ("Did you just ask her out? Are you nuts?") - and she surprised me with a "yes". So I arranged to stop by again at 7:00 pm and take her out.
My friend and I eventually left and proceeded to do more shopping, but I couldn't get it out of my head that I just made a date with a girl I just met while my intentions were otherwise.
To make a long story short, she became my wife, whom I love dearly. But I said all that to say this: Approximately 95% of Filipinos are comprised of Catholics. The rest are a scattering of other Protestant denominations and Muslims. What I didn't know at the time was that this Filipina that I inexplicably become attracted to was a born-again Baptist, just like me. What do you reckon the odds are of meeting someone like that on the first try in a country of primarily Catholics?
We have been married almost 16 wonderful years and have two lovely daughters as the fruit of our labor (which wasn't a labor at all, at least for me.
). I believe to this day that God brought us together as a marriage made in heaven, and that she is my soulmate.
Why did I regale this account to you? Because it opened my eyes to the world of supposed coincidences. I have seen things in my life that seem to be guiding me in some remarkable ways and I can only chalk it up to my willingness to serve and love God. I've seen events and situations seem to come together for me and my family and seem to find favor in my life. Oh yes, it hasn't always been smooth sailing, but even in troubled times, I've learned to rely on God and seen Him work out the situation. And yes, it took work on our part, it wasn't a matter of just sitting on our laurels to see what God would do, but a matter of gaining
insight of the best course of action and trusting God when things seemed out of our control. I guess you could call it godly wisdom. And at times it was a matter of being patient and waiting to see how God would work things out. What else can I say about that?
But this lays the foundation of my next conversion.....