Finally...this feels right.

Since I was saved at 19 years old, I’ve prayed for a Christian marriage. Not just a wedding or a partner, but a marriage where God is at the center. I longed for someone who didn’t just go to church to appease me, but someone who walked into the presence of God for himself.

I used to watch my parents in the pews...my stepdad with his hands raised alongside my mom...and I knew I wanted that. I wanted the kind of love that worships, that prays, that puts faith first.

I thought I had found it a time or two… but deep down, I knew it wasn’t right.... In moments of worship, with them stone cold faced and just not in it... I’d realize they were there for me...not for HIM. And I couldn’t carry their salvation... I couldn’t fix them or force God into the relationship or even force them to lead me I wanted someone who already had the fear of God. Someone who loved God more than he loved me.

And now… I’m married, and I have it..♡

This man has his hands raised before I do. He worships beside me...not because I ask him to, but because he wants to. Because he needs to.

He knows the weight of what it means to lead a marriage with God at the center.

He’s not there just for his wife. He’s there for himself. For his soul. For God.

These are the days I used to cry out to God for... The moments i looked at other couples and asked ..."When?" The moments I used to whisper about late at night. The hand I used to dream of holding in church.

And now… here it is.

With my bestfriend.

Finally. This feels right.

Thank you, God.

I’m so thankful for you, baby.