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Matchmakers

One of my very favorite songs from one of my very favorite musicals is "Matchmaker" from The Fiddler on the Roof:


As this Valentine's Day comes and goes, I believe the matchmakers of the world need a moment of recognition from many of us.

This morning, I was thinking about Ethan and Rebecca, and I was once again thinking that they are such a great couple.  If God actually chooses whom we will marry, I believe he picked both of them for each other.  And in all honesty, I don't think they would have ever met each other if it weren't for Emily, Rebecca's sister.  She was the one who approached Ethan, and told him that she should ask Rebecca out on a date.  He did, and the rest is history.

My thoughts then turned to Mark and Niki.  This time, a family member didn't make the suggestion, but a very loving mission president and friend stepped in and sent Mark down the best path.  He and Niki will forever owe President Clark a bit of thanks.

Lest we forget, John found me only through the best of matchmakers.  Sister Sandy Pate from the Huron Valley ward learned over the church pew, and told John that he should ask out the attractive and talented organist.  More history.

As I contemplated all of these matches, I realized that there's something special about being set up by a matchmaker.  The beauty of it all is that the matchmaker knows both of the parties involved, and generally loves them.  He (or she) wants both of the people to be happy, and figures they know just how to make it happen.

The best part of it all for those of us who were matched is that we feel the love and support from the person who set us up.  There's something wonderful about knowing that someone felt you were a great enough person to set you up with someone else they think is great too.  It's an honest blessing.

As I think about Johannah and Glo, I hope that someone will come along who will also recognize their amazing potential and think, "Hmmmm, they deserve someone really great, and I know that someone."  Like Rebecca and Ethan, and everyone else I love, it just might be a match made in heaven.

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  1. What a sweet post! I sure am grateful for all the wonderful matchmakers out there!

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