On Saturday, we received the quarterly magazine from our alma mater. Because of some of our family's reactions, my wife was wondering, broodingly, about how our old friends would respond to us when they discovered we had become/were becoming Catholic.
On Monday, last night, my wife's best friend from college called. They hadn't seen each other in thirteen years, but she happened to be in North Carolina visiting her mother, who has been undergoing some long-term cancer treatments at Duke University. She wondered if Laura was available to get together. They met halfway at Chick-fil-A so the kids could play in the playland. Inevitably, our decision to become Catholic came up. Laura's friend just nodded and said that she had three close friends in Ohio who were Catholics. She told Laura that a lot of what she had once believed had changed in the past decade as well. She was comfortable with our decision because she knows my wife, and because she knows my wife loves the Lord.
On the way home, my wife was struck with the proximity of her wondering about her friends' reactions to our decision and her actual discovery of one of her closest friend's acceptance of it. It was a profound and intimate moment, a recognition of God's hand showing kindness to us.
It floors me how He, in His great mercy, answers the prayers of our hearts even when we forget to pray them. What a show-off.