Thursday, August 6, 2009
We were introduced by my sister who swore we were like kismet matches from a parallel universe. Just call, Bianca! You both are SO alike and I know you'll hit it off. In true blind date dread, I called and arranged for us to meet. I wore boots and a dress because that's my favorite thing to make me feel girly yet comfortable and nervously walked into the church office to meet my kismet match. Before I could stick my hand out to meet my match, Diandra pulled me in and gave me a great big hug like we'd been friends from a parallel universe. She wore gaudy jewelry and large rings, had tons of pictures from missions trips hanging on her office wall, and a heart and zeal for the Lord that was undeniable. She was my kismet match.
Over lunch we discussed life, fashion, theology, the woes of being a pastor's kid, and this crazy little thing called love. She's one of the youth pastors at her church and an aspiring photographer who loves the unloved, wears her heart on her sleeve, and laughs loud enough to reassure anyone that they are funny. And I love it. From that day on I knew I found a yoke-fellow who understood the need for all-nighters, the pain of peer-pressure, and the drama of highschool dorkdom that comes with youth ministry.
After trying to coordinate schedules for an eternity to find a date for me to share at youth group, I just rolled the dice and texted her, What about tomorrow? And like that, our kismet lives matched. Last night I got to speak to a gymnasium of teens who are loved by two amazing youth pastors and one amazing God. At the end of the message, kids came forward for prayer and I even got the luxuary of leading a guy by the name of Jimmy to Christ. To add frosting to this already delicious night, I got to meet two people who follow my blog! Before we ended the evening Javi and Diandra blessed me with calorie-laden cakeballs of sheer deliciousness from Sweet and Saucy Shop in Long Beach. And how apropos because she's sweet and I'm saucy and together, they taste quite good.