We first met at church, and over time we began to change and grow together. Our very first conversation started on Instagram—he reached out, and even though he is naturally shy, he found the courage to talk to me. I hold close to my heart the promise God once gave me: “My daughter, you will have your own family.” Today, I see that promise fulfilled. He kept His word, and now I am blessed to be marrying the man He chose for me.
When I moved to Maranatha Framingham a couple of months ago, my brother told me about a girl who plays the violin. The first time I saw her, I didn’t realize how important she would become to me. A few weeks later, I found her on Instagram, and we began talking. Slowly, through shared photos, late-night conversations, and laughter, something beautiful started to grow. Without even noticing when it happened, my feelings for her became deeper and real. Every conversation felt easy, and every moment connected my heart to hers a little more. Through prayer, I felt peace, as if God was quietly guiding this connection. The thought of spending more time with her fills me with joy, and I feel grateful for the chance to see where this love might lead.