Their story... (as told by Jodie to her cousin)

Standing at the fax machine, Jodie looked at the miserable contraption wondering how to accomplish the task she had been sent to do. Suddenly she looked up, and surrounded by a ray of light stood the most handsome, tall (Jodie would be concerned about something like this) Tahitian Noni employee she had ever seen.
"Good heavens" thought Jodie to herself, this gorgeous male will soon discover that I have no idea how to work this fax machine. Can true love exist where there is one unable to fax?! He stepped forward, her heart quickened, then came the moment of truth... he was equally fax incompetent. Oh, the joy and the rejoicing!
A conversion ensued. "What language do you speak here?" Jodie asked, interested in striking up and conversation. "Dutch" came the surprising reply. "Did you serve in the Netherlands by any chance?" she asked.
After some clarification of the specific mission, she asked if he had served under (so and so) the mission president (Sorry guys, I couldn't remember the name). He said that he had and was, by this time getting very curious. How on earth did this radiant beauty know the name of his mission president?
The long story, made short is that they had served in the same mission under the same mission president. Jodie served French speaking and Tim spoke Dutch. They even remembered meeting once on a train (or maybe a bus...) on their way to a meeting.
Certainly the Lord does work in mysterious ways, but this much we know for sure: Jodie and Tim are special people, who with the help of the Lord, will make eachother's lives more full than either have previously known.

Some facts may have been embellished slightly, the story was told to me some time ago.