By: Claire Heath Trevor and I met a couple years back while I was the worship leader at a conference called CIY and he was one of the production managers. For the next couple of summers, we would simply see each other for 1-2 weeks and work together cordially. As years went by, I heard he would "perk up" on the weeks of the tour we were scheduled together. Seems as though he was developing a bit of a crush. I kept pretty strict boundaries with male co-workers due to contracts signed with CIY and I was usually dating someone. This last summer was a little different. We knew we were scheduled together in Alabama for the final week of the tour, and if I'm being honest I was kind of excited to see him, too. When we were there, he asked me out on a forbidden breakfast date - this date was essential to the beginning of the beginning. I had this problem with "feeling". For years, I was in relationships where I never had butterflies, prayed they would come, would sit across the table from someone who cared for me more than I for them. I felt like an ice queen. I prayed that *THE* relationship would be an effortless fall, and that I would simply feel love and return it without question. I've never seen icebergs melt, but I would assume that's what happened to me. On our first date, what he said to me were words of encouragement I'd never heard, sincerity I never felt + a side to him I had never seen but always needed. But he lived in Phoenix and I in Dallas. I hated long distance, but we couldn't stop talking to one another when we left. I tried - trust me. It all came down to me admitting to him I felt he was more than a friend, but I was afraid to see what it would become. So he flew to Dallas in September and the rest is history. It was easy to discover a part of us we always knew was there but could never find. We fell effortlessly and weightlessly. And now we're getting married. And I couldn't be more excited.

By: Trevor Rigsby On March 19th Claire and I said our goodbyes at the Phoenix Airport after her weekend visit; four days later on March 23rd I was on an early morning plane headed to Dallas. My trip to Dallas had been planned for nearly two weeks and there was a very small list of people who knew about it. Claire's ring had arrived earlier then expected so planning began almost immediately with phone calls to a small group of Texas girls who were a part of the proposal crew. Ring Time became the name of the day we were planning. We spent almost all of Saturday planning the day, down to every minute of how the events on Sunday would unfold, all while checking in on Claire's location throughout the day to make sure we would not pass by her at any point. Sunday was divided into four parts; each included a new location, card, and a small gift with their own unique purpose to involve family and friends. With each location we would slowly move Claire to the Grapevine Botanical Gardens where I was waiting. 11:40am - It began What followed was a flurry of texts, videos, photos, and even heart rates in our Ring Time chat. 2:30pm - Claire arrived at the Garden. Driven by my brother Dylan and one of Claire's sisters Carrie. My heart rate hit 126. Claire and I walked down a path to a large beautiful tree where the ring was sitting, I could barely get out a few words before picking up the ring box and taking a knee. I had practiced the knee move a few times before this because of course Claire was very particular about how that would have to look in photos. There was not a doubt in mind that this was what I wanted to do. So I take a knee, and I ask my best friend if she would spend the rest of her life with me. We laughed, we cried, we kissed, and we stayed in this moment where the rest of the world seemed to fade away for a brief time. It was just us. After many photos with friends and family we quickly made our escape. To get smoothies.