1 Corinthians 13:12
For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
Since Valentine's Day falls on a Tuesday this year, my husband, Danny, makes reservations far in advance for a restaurant on the Saturday before the big day arrives. He loves to surprise me, and I must admit, I do like surprises, so all he will tell me is that we will be dining at an establishment neither one of us has ever visited.
In the two weeks preceding our date, Danny sends me tantalizing photos, daring me to figure out where we are going for our celebration.
How could I possibly glean anything from these? Still, I know that Danny's goal is to make our evening special and memorable. I harbor no doubt that he intends this meal to be the perfect Valentine's treat for both of us, and I'm waiting with growing anticipation for the real thing, which now I can only glimpse as a mirrored reflection.
The grand evening finally arrives! Danny drives toward our destination for what seems to me, as I'm all aflutter with expectancy, an eternity. When we turn down a particular road at long last, I have my first clue. We will be dining in downtown Roswell, a town chock full of quaint, one-of-a-kind restaurants. But which one will it be?
I'm looking right and left, admiring all the old homes transformed into eateries and businesses. Suddenly, Danny flips the left turn signal, and I finally see the sign for the restaurant, which tells me nothing other than it is Italian.
Isn't this a quaint and cozy place?
And the inside is just as inviting. Although the tables are somewhat close together, we really cannot hear conversations of those on either side of us, which preserves a sense of intimacy; just perfect for a romantic Valentines Day dinner!
So many epicurean delights from which to choose!
Here are some photos of what we do finally order. Believe me, every morsel is duly savored!
Veal meatball appetizer - the fluffiest we ever put in our mouths!
Danny enjoys a short-rib stuffed ravioli dish.
Mine is a shrimp/lobster/lump crab with fresh mushroom pasta noodles. Yum!
And what Italian meal would be complete without gelato and biscotti?
Not to mention espresso!
Wow! Are we full and happy diners! We depart Osteria Mattone, but pause together just long enough to capture another memory.
And on the drive home, I can't help but note how much shorter the ride seems now that the secret destination has become fully known to me.
As we travel life's road, we can't grasp the entirety of the journey. We can only know, as Paul says, a part of it. But the promise is this: When we pass from this world and enter God's presence, the veil will be lifted, and we shall see face to face.
And we will be known fully, even as God fully knows us.