8:09 AM 7/12/2015
I had just
gotten off the phone with Pennie. She couldn’t have sounded more enthusiastic;
I marveled at how important this truly was to her. I couldn’t screw it up in
anyway. I had never met a woman more excited about a wedding, or maybe I just
never got around to listening in on some girl-talk, because it seemed all her
friends shared the excitement, including Jennie, whom I had previously dated. Memories.
Now, if only
this executive position I was applying to would pull through.
1:07 PM 7/26/2015
All through the
lunch at Cheesy Stix, I was distracted. Everyone from my team was deep into the
send-forth festivities organized for Will, my 4-year boss, but all I could
think about was my daughter, Carrolton (or Karrie, like we fondly call her). I
had to be at this recital; it seemed like everything to her. But, with the
wedding plans and this impromptu party for the boss, there seemed to be no way
I was getting there in time. Once again, I experienced that dreaded sinking
feeling, surprised that I hadn’t gotten used to it by now.
But, there was a
lot to look forward to. Karrie was excited about getting a step brother, since
me and Pennie were both bringing a child into the marriage. Over the past year
and a half, I had also developed a father-son bond with her son (well, mine
too), Craig. I couldn’t wait to see that relationship grow.
Amidst the
excitement rushing through me, I didn’t hear Will call out to me, neither did I
hear the sound of tingling glasses. I looked up and apologized to everyone, but
there was something strange about the way they stood, the way they smiled, the
way they looked in admiration. “Mike, it is my pleasure to announce that you
got the position. From now on, you are the Executive Director of Marketing and
Public Relations. You deserve it. We all know that, and you know it too.
Effective after your honeymoon, Mike, you’re the new boss. Congratulations!”
Those words from Will almost brought tears to my eyes. Not only was it a
lifelong dream for me, but with the pay raise, I can make sure me, Pennie and
the kids are adequately provided for.
I thanked my
boss and spoke high-sounding words that I didn’t remember few minutes later.
Most of all, I thanked God in my heart and silently reassured myself: “once the
honeymoon is over, I’ll be more committed to God than I’ve ever been.”
4:15 PM 8/14/2015
It was my final
day at work. The wedding plans were slowly winding down. Bachelor’s party was a
blast, thanks to my best man. I knew he could do the job. It was the right mix
of naughty and responsible. Thoughts of that night still make me feel like I’ve
done my due diligence to bachelor-hood; now, I can really have a wife. I laugh
inside when I remember.
As I was about
to turn off my iMac for the last time till my fall wedding and honeymoon was
over, I felt something rather strange. It started from my heart and spread
through my body. It wasn’t a good or bad feeling. All within a split second, I
felt my legs shake uncontrollably, and it seemed other parts of my body were doing
the same too. At this point, it was becoming a pleasurable feeling of some
sort. It felt like I was being compressed from all sides, as though the earth
was about to vomit me in a projectile motion into space.
Out from nowhere
and everywhere at the same time came a blasting trumpet, and all within a split
second, I knew what it was. RAPTURE.
Though my heart erupted with joy, I still had just one split second to think to
myself that all the time I had spent working hard at the job, investing all I
am into the relationship and pushing my service to God till later was in vain.
I knew the word well enough to know I’ll have to make a report of my life in
Heaven, and in that split second, I couldn’t think of anything I did that could
impress the Lord of my life.