In the heart of 2021, when the world was still learning how to heal and many hearts were quietly breaking, they found each other. It wasn’t in a grand, cinematic moment. No — it was much simpler, much sweeter. Introduced by mutual friends during one of the hardest seasons of their lives, two people met with tired eyes and guarded hearts. Each had their own battles, their own burdens. But somehow, in the quiet spaces between conversations, they saw something in each other that felt like peace. Like possibility. At the time, neither of them were looking for love. They were searching for something deeper — for purpose, for clarity, for God. And in that journey of rediscovery, they didn’t just find Him… they found each other. 🕊️ Their story wasn’t instant fireworks. It was slow-burning, like a campfire built from careful kindling: trust, prayer, late-night talks, and a shared promise to grow — in faith, in maturity, in love. By 2023, they knew. They had walked through storms together and held each other’s hands as they raised their families, faced real-world struggles, and celebrated the smallest victories. Through it all, they laughed (a lot), cried (a little), and prayed (constantly). They were each other’s anchor and light. They didn’t just fall in love — they chose it, every single day. And now, here they are — standing side by side, ready to say “I do,” not just to the good days, but to all the beautifully imperfect ones ahead. Surrounded by the people who knew them before they became them, they're beginning a new chapter, one rooted in grace, built on faith, and wrapped in the kind of love that’s weathered enough life to know it’s real. So here’s to them — two souls who were once lost, who found God and found each other. This isn’t just a wedding. It’s a hallelujah. 💒❤️