God, an active omnipotent presence, works wonderfully through fellowship in the healing process.  The incidents descend plentifully.  One I am intrigued with, coming deep from left field, is my own Spanish tutor.  I called the woman a couple months ago, yet she was in Austin, Texas, informing me she would call me once back in Cleveland Heights.  She called last week, the two of us texting in between.  I was convinced after our first conversation God sent her my way. I care not to speculate on specifics, yet I am convinced it pleases God to advance forward.  We had our first Spanish session yesterday, meeting at a restaurant.  Thoroughly enjoyable, the woman is remarkably good, proving pleasant in conversational Spanish, encouraging me to answer her in Spanish.  Her background is interesting with Spanish heritage, her grandparents and mother Basque country people from the city of Bilbao.  My mother calls such people the troublemakers from the north.  I find it funny, since I like to trouble my mother myself.  The interesting part, the area possessing spiritual maturity, is the fact the woman is my age and attractive.  We have fun together.  She is a mature woman, strong in disposition, cultured in interest, worldly in experience, while remaining aloof regarding her personal life.  The lasting impression is she is single. She mentions a daughter and mother, yet nothing about a husband nor boyfriend.  We both enjoyed the first lesson.  We will meet every Tuesday at ten O’clock.  Her presence definitely assures advancement in my Spanish and an increase in quality people in my life.  I have thought about the possibility of furthering the interaction to romance, carefully dissecting my thoughts.  It is natural.  I find the greatest drive to pursue romance is pride, a needy part of my personality demanding acceptance and approval on an intimate and deep level from a respectful sophisticated nice-looking woman.  There is a strong part of me that has no interest in romance, focused upon the religious life.   I am watching myself closely on this one.  The area of conflict is not severe, nor austere, not a battle demanding defeat.  It is only natural and proper to attain discernment through politeness and prayer.  Maturity comes with patience, allowing God to define matters.  To accomplish Spanish fluency is a remarkable achievement.  If the two of us manage this feat, that is enough, and quite enthralling in possibility.  Before God, I am grateful and astounded by the appearance of the woman in my life. It is humorous that arriving at the restaurant, a mini-Cooper, the same vehicle as my son, drove up and street parked in front of me.  I knew it was her. I read her two bumper stickers, one detailing the power of love while approaching the vehicle, greeting her as Lilly as the door opened.  She smiled and said James. It was simple and nice.  My goal for the entirety of our interactions.