Yesterday Dixie and I were reminiscing about some of the people we knew in our university days. One gentleman comes up every time we have this conversation, and we always wonder where he is and what he’s up to. For you see, he is responsible for our marriage.
In my first year of university (University of Regina) I lived alone in a basement suite. I had one or two high school friends who lived in the city, but we did not connect much. Growing up in the small town and Christian bubble that is Caronport, I was unfamiliar with the ways of the world–was shy and reluctant to venture out to university functions or to local pubs. The simple fact is that I didn’t know how to relate to people who were not Christians–I was, in fact, intimidated by them.
It just so happened that within a couple of weeks of the school year starting, the campus group, InterVarsity Christian Fellowship (IVCF), was meeting at a house around the corner from where I was living, so I thought I’d check it out. I’ll be frank about my first impression: these were not my kind of a people: sci-fi geeks, nerds and people singing along to VeggieTales soundtracks. My friendships had historically been in an undefinable category that was neither jock, nor geek/nerd, nor intellectual, nor VeggieTales singing. Don’t get me wrong: eventually I befriended many of those people (and I may have fallen into some of those categories without being aware of it), but at that first meeting I didn’t think I would return. Actually, I regretted coming in the first place and wanted to get out of there.*
Except for one thing: Rob Sentis, IVCF President. Rob Sentis was a charismatic guy: friendly, welcoming, intelligent and somehow able to transcend all those categories to which I thought I could not relate. If it wasn’t for Rob, I probably would not have gone to another IVCF meeting.
And the same was true for Dixie. She was not at that meeting around the corner from my basement suite (we debate to this day just when it was that we met for the first time). She had attended another IVCF meeting and had the same feelings about the group and Rob as I did.
So you see, if it hadn’t been for Rob Sentis, neither Dixie or I would have gone to subsequent IVCF meetings. And if we hadn’t gone to subsequent IVCF meetings, Dixie and I would have never met each other. And if Dixie and I had never met each other…well, you get the point.
And so, Rob Sentis, wherever you are and whatever you may be doing, we salute you. We owe you our marriage.
*In the end, Dixie and I both became involved in IVCF at a leadership level and befriended many of the people there. They became our social group, in spite of the differences we may have had. Two of the guys who attended became my roommates. And I maintain a friendship with one of them. So you might say that that friendship is also due to Rob Sentis.