Ephesians 5:22-25, "Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit in everything to their husbands. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.." Our story began long before we met, with prayers placed in God's hands. Through His faithfulness, He led our paths together and has continued to bless this journey of matrimony. Weeks before we ever spoke, a church friend mentioned Rob to my mom, hoping to set us up. She saw something—maybe a nudge from God—that I couldn’t quite see yet. Rob at the time had no clue any of this was conspiring. When my mom told me, I was shy and hesitant to message him, so I let it go. Weeks later, I had a gut feeling that I should go online to see if Rob could be on Tinder. An app I hadn't used in years, had Rob be the first person to pop up. This time it didn't feel random, it felt intentional. Like God gently saying, Now. We matched, and what started as simple conversation quickly felt easy, as if our paths had already been aligned. Our first date was simple, dinner at a restaurant, then drinks at a local brewery. When the night was ending, we got stuck behind a train that seemed to last forever. Sitting there in the truck, unable to go anywhere, time slowed down. That forced stillness felt holy in a quiet way. In that unplanned moment, we both knew that this was more than a first date. God had placed us exactly where we needed to be. Looking back, I see God’s hand in every part of our story— the patience He asked of us, and the way He brought us together when our hearts were ready was all in His perfect timing.