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During service, he reached over and took her hand in his.
    The sermon was about God doing things in His perfect time. Sometimes we needed to be patient and wait for His time to come and other times we needed to hurry up and jump on board because God had the train leaving the station sooner than we would like. They were greeted by a few worshippers after service and invited back.
    “Did you know what the sermon topic was today?” Diane asked because she did not think he could have planned it that way, but found it peculiar that it was right in line with what he’d said to her yesterday.
    “I didn’t.”
    “Well, that’s some coincidence that you just said us meeting was God’s timing.”
    “There’s no such thing as coincidences. There are only God instances.” He turned to her in the truck. “The day I met you I’d been driving going nowhere, just driving and listening to music and thinking. I had just turned around to head back home when a song called “God Gave Me You” came on the radio. I prayed that He give me someone. No sooner than I’d finished that prayer, I saw your car. Now, it could all be a huge coincidence that your car broke down in that exact place at that exact time that I was randomly out for a drive and heard that song and prayed that prayer. It could be just chance, but that’s a whole lot of chance.”
    She did not say anything when he finished talking. He could not read her face either. Though she was looking at him, he could tell that she was thinking something. He was afraid he had said too much and she was thinking he was crazy. She turned and looked out the side window.
    “You ever wonder why I was headed back to school to be alone on the evening before Thanksgiving?”
    “I wondered, but I figured you had your reasons but I didn’t know you well enough to ask.”
    “Uncharacteristically, on the spur of the moment, I decided to go surprise my fiancée in Chicago before spending the holiday with my family. I was surprised by him with another woman. When my mother encouraged me to return to him and work things out instead of providing me a shoulder to cry on, I decided to come back to school and study. My ex’s and mother’s repeated texts and calls ran my battery down.”
    She turned back to look at him. “I’d waited for quite some time without a single car passing me by so I prayed God would send me some help before I froze to death. When I opened my eyes, you were getting out of your truck and headed my way.”
    That was a lot of information for him to take in and he thought she still had more to say so he stayed silent. She was quiet too, lost in her thoughts.
    “You have a valid argument. Those are quite a few coincidences. It would seem that we were meant to meet but it doesn’t mean we were meant to be together.”
    “You’re right, but I think this is a strong argument that we are suppose to be together.” He kissed her again. It was a brief brush of his lips on hers.
    “You really need to stop doing that brain scrambling thing to me.”
    “You mean kiss you?”
    She pointed at him nodding. “Exactly. That thing.”
    “Darlin’, I’d have to go to rehab to stop that.” He put another quick kiss on her lips to emphasize his point.
    “Coincidences and kisses aren’t enough to build a relationship on.”
    “Diane, I’m not saying marry me before the night is done. I’m just hoping you won’t turn me into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight.”
    “That’s not how that goes.”
    “Details,” he reached into the extended cab of his truck and brought out a simply wrapped box. “This is for you. You’ll need it for the next part of our date.”
    She unwrapped it nervously. It was too soon for gifts. Her mind was racing trying to figure out what he’d gotten her. Blankly she starred at the content of the box then began to smile. “Thank you,” she said holding a Colts sweatshirt to her.
    “I know you’re a Bears fan, but I was hoping you’d route