Bottles of Water

Have you ever thought about the series of events that had to happen so that you could meet someone?  My parents and I were walking back to our car the day I moved into my freshman dorm room.  A local church was handing out bottles of water and I didn’t want one.  After walking a couple of steps my mom changed her mind.  They gave me a flier about their college Sunday School class and I decided I would try it out that weekend.

That Sunday I walked to the church and this guy that I thought was cute (not Taylor – hi JB!) introduced himself and invited me to come to an on-campus ministry that evening.  That evening when I showed up, I was crushed that he called me Katie.  At this ministry I met Meagan who introduced me to her boyfriend Eric.  On Wednesday night they took me to Eric’s fraternity.  On the basketball court out front was Eric’s roommate – Taylor.  I never had any classes with the circle of friends I developed and wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t taken that flier.

All because my mom wanted a bottle of water.  She will now see this as evidence that she is the reason Taylor and I are together.

-Sara

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2 responses to “Bottles of Water

  1. Chris

    Thank you Ann!!!!
    And how signitificant that it was water that was the commodity she needed!
    🙂

  2. I’d like to remind everyone that we specifically told you not to date Taylor. You obliged our wishes for a while, but we’re glad you ignored them when the time came. 🙂

    Add the fact that Meagan met Taylor by throwing cookies at him and I was drawn to Meagan at an Indian birthday party because of her belching ability and it’s an odd tapestry.

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