We could give you a cleaned up, Zola-ready version of our story that you could tie up neatly with a bow. We could give you all the easy, fairy tale details. Fairy tale details are safe. Fairy tales feel good. But you know what they don't do? They don't show the enormity of God's grace and provision. The truth is, there was nothing "safe" about us falling in love. There was no reason we should have gotten another chance at getting things right. Our pasts were riddled with failed marriages, broken trusts, tragedy, doubt, and heartbreak. Ace had walked through a season of healing, and I was literally just hanging on in survival mode. And then one day...Ace decided to stop into Starbucks for a mocha. I came out to take his order. I saw this handsome man in a fedora looking down at the food case, and the first thought that went through my mind was "I wonder if that's my next husband". We struck up a quick conversation and he asked me about my tattoo that I had gotten only 2 weeks before. It was a tattoo that was directly related to the season of grief I had just walked through so my response was "do you really want to know? Because it's a lot". And for 10 minutes we went deep. Then we shook hands and parted ways and I began to pray. I prayed that God would have him reach out to me. I prayed that God would slam the doors shut if he shouldn't. I prayed that it wouldn't take too long. And then I waited, because I knew I would hear from him again.....it only took a week. In the year since, we have learned what it's like to do love "right". We have taken our failures and turned them into strengths. As we relentlessly pursue God together, He is granting us all of the little things we never thought we would have in a partner. Whether we're leading worship together, writing songs, watching movies or relaxing at home, we are committed to celebrating each other. Because loving each other is the gift we didn't deserve, but we are so grateful to have received.