I’ve known my husband for 35 years, we’ve been married for 32. He’s non-Catholic but has always been very supportive of my faith and the children’s faith. Over the years he has attended Mass with me on special occasions and often when the children were little he’d be there for them so that I could be a reader or EMHC.
Just before Christmas '06 he was at church to help decorate and the choir was rehearsing. Now our choir is pretty hit & miss, no one with any training or anything. He wandered over and started singing with them as did the organist’s daughter who was home for the holidays. They were harmonizing in ways the choir had never been able to so they were invited to sing at Midnight Mass and morning Mass. DH enjoyed the experience. They invited him to join them at Easter and again last Christmas. Since then he’s been going to Mass each Sunday to sing with them.
Yesterday as I was preparing to go to the anticipated Sunday Mass (I was reading) he was preparing supper and said, “I wish I had planned to go to Mass this evening – the race is on tomorrow.” Surprised I said, “I thought you were only going to Mass to sing with the choir?” – there’s only a capella singing on Saturdays. His reply, “Hey, sometimes you do something for one reason but then something else happens.” I left the house smiling.