On February 1st, 2014 I made a choice. A choice that meant I would continue to love someone through every chapter of life that is ahead of us, to fight through the trying times, to wake up each day knowing that life is a gift and loving with all that I have, to trust in God that He will provide and lead us on His path despite our ability to understand. This choice would change my life forever and is the second best choice I have made, second to accepting Christ as my savior and devoting my life to honoring Him in all that I do. I said YES to the love of my life as he got down on one knee and asked if I would marry him.
At a very young age I dreamed of finding a man I could share my life with, as most girls do. I prayed through all the relationships that I had that God’s will would be done, especially through the times of heartache that made it very hard to see clearly. I prayed for God to heal my heart and continued to pray for my future husband, that God would protect and direct him in all aspects of his life. I knew God loved me very much, but I had no idea that He would lead me to where I am today. I did not know that a man could love me so deeply or even that a love like this existed. This love is very different than any love I have felt before. The more I loved him the more I loved God and could feel His presence in my life. When I first realize that I loved this man, I realized it was because I loved who God was in him and how much closer I felt to God through the love that we shared. Every act of love I am shown from Harold is another glimpse of how incredibly powerful and endless God’s love for me and His children truly is, which blows my mind as it is not even comparable to the great love I share with my fiancé.
As ecstatic, overwhelmed, and loved I felt on February 1st mostly I just felt grateful. I felt grateful to have been given a life of freedom from my sins, to be blessed with a community of family and friends that is uplifting and supportive, to find love when there was a time I wasn’t sure I deserved it, and to be reminded of how great our God is and that through Him all things are truly possible.
I’m no expert at life or love, but once upon a time I told a group of people that it is selfish not to share your story because you never know who it might touch.
“A man plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps” Proverbs 16:9