We met in December, a cold winter's night.
She was beautiful, poised, all dressed in white.
Our introduction was simple, yet cute, few words were said,
Though others asked questions, she focused on me instead.
We had "mini conversations", and yet time always flew
Sharing our many similarities- of what life put us through.
It was later that week, that we made a vow to "break free"
We decided to begin a new chapter, focused on pursuing peace.
She witnessed my struggle
Balancing studies, my career, and duties in ministry
She was my cheerleader, and my life coach
Giving gentle reminders not to push the limits of my humanity.
It wasn't just the late calls, to make sure that I was okay.
It was the genuine concern for my well-being
That I could see, she would be "mine" one day!
But it was a life changing decision,
one that I knew could not be hastened.
So I took the matter to God
And twice by dream, came my father to give confirmation.
"Hypotheticals" became reality, as my fathers words were brought to life.
For in every conversation, even our disagreements never led to strife.
God designed it to be so, for our love story was in his plan
For even my always gave life advice, as if I was already a married man
"Be the priest of your home, and always protect your family"
"Love her the same way that Christ has loved thee"
"Praise your woman, listen to her when she's upset or angry"
"Not every thing will be smooth, but working through it all will be easy"
Looking back now, our story began with all of those talks with my dad,
for I know that without a doubt, our love story would have made him glad!
He saw that he couldn't be here, so advice and wisdom he would always impart....
Now I understand his saying, He is still leading me from afar!
To my wife, to my bride I am so happy to be doing this life with you
Part two of this poem will be read before I say "I do"
