Join us as we celebrate God's Plan A

Never meet your soulmate around Thanksgiving. We met like many COVID couples, quarantined away, using dating apps as a way to remember that there was a bigger world out there. The connection was instant. By our second conversation, we were talking about God's calling on our lives, the state of the western Church, and our mutual love of blackberry pie. And then we did that for two more weeks because Thanksgiving doesn't wait for love. After over 6,000 words texted back and forth, more than 12 hours on the phone, and countless serendipitous things in common, we met for coffee on December 2nd, 2020. After some great coffee, even better conversation, and a walk by our favorite lake under the full moon, the best first date ever became our last first date ever.

We'd known since our fourth date that it was coming, it was really just a matter of when. On May 25th, as the sun set and the full moon rose again, we returned to the spot of our first date. Better dressed and better planned, we approached the same table we sat at when our first date hit its stride. This time, however, it was adorned with sunflowers, candles, and a playlist of our favorite love songs. The shock was immediate. One of us had been planning this moment since February, the other one thought it would be at a different time and a different place entirely. There at the table, the truth set in: things were going to change, for the better. After a quiet exchange of words and the passing of another song, we walked the five steps down to the shore of White Rock Lake. There, in the same spot where we'd shared our first embrace under a full December moon, I asked Joy if we could spend the rest of our lives chasing hard after God's calling together. And...she said yes.