It’s a sentence I, Michael, never would’ve said prior to May of this very year. And I certainly wasn’t fit for someone as lovely as Rebecca prior to that either. No, no, I think not. I was bitter and angry. Thinking myself my own god. A god of earthly knowledge and wisdom that is all for naught when compared to the wisdom of Heaven. But God, the real God, the living, all powerful one, awoke me from my pride, and humbled me into His graces. It was only when God opened my eyes did I truly begin to see the Truth. And the Truth led me to a church called [k]ings church. On a Sunday not too long after my first encounter with God, I found myself outside their Perry St situated chapel, nestled in-between those charming brick buildings commonly found in the West Village. It was a quaint place filled with the hummings of the Spirit. The sun was bright and the skies were open. I lingered outside having friendly conversation with my newfound brothers and sisters (hi Joey 👋), waiting for my connect buddy. At the time I didn’t know my connect buddy’s name. All I knew was that she was a former roommate and a dear friend of Tiffany's. After waiting a few minutes idling outside the church, a woman came within view. The sun lit her steps as she walked. Her feet skated along the pavement, bound in my direction. Without anyone telling me I knew she was the girl Tiffany had sent to help introduce me to the church. She revealed to me her name was Rebecca. Rebecca. What a lovely name it was. I determined her demeanor to be quite shy, yet she had a charming glow to her and a warm smile. She proceeded to introduce me to practically near everybody at the church without much reservation. With her arm to guide, I felt at home. I felt the warmth of the church and the fellowship between the brothers and sisters in the Spirit of Christ. And, my friends, what a beautiful thing it is coming from the cold pits of NYC without God where everybody felt like one transaction after another. But now, we had God to bind us. After being introduced to several of my now friends who I’ve had the privilege of knowing, we sat down (in actuality we more stood, because you don’t sit too much at [k]ings). I worshipped and praised our God next to her. The whole service was blessed, and sitting next to a beautiful daughter of God didn’t hurt too much either. We proceeded to have lunch together with several of our siblings, and I might’ve flirted and shared some fries with her, but we can keep that a secret between us. She revealed to me that she streamed games on Twitch tv, had a huge heart for the arts, and an even bigger one for our Creator. Check, check, and check. Paired with her signature curly hair, and doe eyes, what else could a guy ask for? From that initial meeting, God proceeded to involve Rebecca in my walk with God in countless ways. And He confirmed in my heart and soul she was to be my wife very early on. I don’t have nearly enough characters to explain away God’s hand in our lives together, but all I can say is that He gave us a supernatural peace on our lives together - and in the wonderful things in God we would experience with one another, and we praise Him for it. You now know some of our first day together, but we’d like you to witness one more. We warmly welcome you to watch as we make an everlasting covenant in the eyes of God. And by the end of it, I get to say she’s my wife - and, oh, what a sweet day it shall be.