The following is the condensed story of how my husband and I met, fell in love and ended up where we are today.
A few months back I got a silly idea to go cruising around one of those online Christian dating sites just to see what it was about. So I made a profile and started surfing. Most of the guys I met were odd and not the swiftest of men, but then I had a conversation with this one specific guy and he was a complete gentleman. This guy’s name was Eric. We could quickly tell how alike we were and we talked endlessly, first just online and then on the phone for hours. After a couple of weeks we decided that we wanted to meet in person, so that’s just what we did. The day of my last intramural soccer game he came and watched me. Actually, he showed up right as my game was starting so we really didn’t get to even say “Hello” until half-time. After the game we ate, hung out, talked, and officially started dating.
During this time I graduated from college and any free time Eric and I had we tried to spend it together. We both knew we were meant to be. The plan was that I was going to go work at a camp until mid-July and after that at some point we would get engaged and married. Well, a few days before I was to leave for camp he popped the question and I happily accepted. We both were aware that I was going to go to camp and tried to face that fact bravely. The day before I was going to leave him to pack and leave until July we both just broke down. The choice was left to me to leave the one I loved dearly and put my future life on hold or simply decide to stay. After many tears, much thought and conversation I decided that rather than break both Eric’s heart and mine for weeks on end that I would call up camp, apologize and cancel.
After that decision, Eric and I started planning our very simple wedding. We got married at a lake in his hometown, not too far from where we live now. It was a small, short ceremony which only immediate family, the pastor, the pastor’s wife, and the photographer and her family attended. It was a perfect day. After taking a few pictures we went to a nice Italian restaurant in town, ate, and had cake.
There are many astounding things about our story, but the main one I want to share is that God brought Eric and I together. Not only that, but He did so rather quickly in many people’s minds. Between the time we met and got married it was less than two months, yet we both have never been more sure of anything and have never been happier.
So now I’m a happily married woman with a new Irish last name that works well with my red hair and pale skin. My husband is my hero, my best friend, my leader, my love, and more. Our relationship and marriage is a marvelous gift from God and we want to use it to bring Him glory.
“All because two people fell in love…”
