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Everything Fell Into Place

03.26.2013, Love Story, by .

When i was in high school, an older sister taught me the following prayer that I started to pray every day:
“Dear God, if I am meant to get married, please give me a husband who will be my first and last boyfriend, at least 10 years older than I am, presentable, who will not depend on both of our families, respectable, somebody whom my family will love and get along with, a husband who will love me a lot and be faithful to me, someone who will not stop me from serving God and support me in my service, a person who loves God so much…”
After college, I worked in a multinational company as a temp for about six months. This was where I met my husband-to-be. However, he was married then, so
I didn’t even bother to consider him although we were friends. When my contract ended, I went to work for my brother and became active in the service to God. During winters, I would go to Chicago to help my sister take care of her kids as she had difficulty during the cold season.
She was the sister who taught me the prayer.
While I was in Chicago, I got so lonely as I missed my family in the Philippines. My loneliness pushed me to spend much time in prayer while I was taking care of
the children and the house. At the time, I was discerning what vocation I was meant to take. I had a dream that after five years I would enter into that vocation. I was 23 and so attracted to the contemplative life, so I felt drawn to becoming a nun.
Three years after, I asked permission from my mom to enter the Carmelite monastery but she did not allow me. A month after that, my husband-to-be called. During
our conversation, I found out that he had gotten both church and civil marriage annulments and, apparently, had received the official documents just a month before.
I knew in my heart that he was the one for me but I could not accept it then, so I just ignored it. Instead, I told myself I that I would pray for him.
He asked me out, but I refused him a couple of times as I didn’t want to be seen with him. Even though his marriage had been annulled, some people would still
view him as once married or still married. When he asked me out again, I told him to attend instead the prayer meeting where I was serving as a music minister. He did, and from then on, he never missed it.
Although my family is very conservative, I noticed that they were open to him and were beginning to like him despite his past status. They even invited him to attend
our community’s Life in the Spirit Seminar. Knowing the kind of person he was, I did not think he would attend and persevere. He did, and was serious about it, which scared me. I felt God was giving him to me on a silver platter and I could not accept it. I prayed, “Dear Lord, I have served You with all my heart, soul and being. I have given my best to You and have made You #1 in my life. Why are You giving me a person who has a past? I know in Your eyes that he is clean and I may be the right person for him. But in the eyes of the world, I will always be his second wife. Some people can be mean and cruel. They
can say and do things that can break, wound and hurt me badly. I don’t deserve a husband like him.”
I had so much fear that it bothered me for many days. I had no peace until I opened my heart to what God was saying. He spoke to the depth of my heart, “My ways
are not your ways. I can see the bigger picture while you cannot. I know what is best for you. Trust in me because I love you more than you can imagine and grasp. Even if you don’t understand at the moment, he is the best one for you.”
Still, a part of me questioned if it was really Him talking deep in my heart. When I finally said yes to my husband-to-be, he wanted to get married soon but I
didn’t. I kept on moving the date as I felt it wasn’t time. I knew in my heart that I was being called to serve Him for the World Youth Day festivities in Sienna College in 1995.
Only after that could I get married. I didn’t tell him this as I felt he would not understand then. The third time I moved the date, he got angry and didn’t speak to me for a few days. I was willing to let go of him already if he insisted on getting married earlier, but he stayed.
I was able to serve the Lord during the World Youth Day. Being part of the Love Our Priest Movement, we had the opportunity of an audience with Pope John Paul II at the San Carlos Seminary. Since I still had doubts about getting married, my prayer was, “If this man is truly meant for me and if the Lord was allowing me to marry already, then let me even just hold the hands of the Pope.”
We were lined up side by side as the Pope passed each one of us. When it was my turn, he held my head and said “I bless you.” I started to cry and said, “Thank
you, my Lord.”
We got married two months later. I was 28, he was almost 38. What made God’s blessing complete was when a family friend, a nun working in the Vatican, gave us a
Papal blessing certificate as a wedding gift.
I have learned to trust by letting go and letting God. All that I asked for in my high school prayer was granted. We have been married for 14 years and have
three children.
Everything falls into place for those who trust in God. He truly knows best.

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