No Accident

It was no accident me finding you. Long before our paths ever crossed, Someone far greater was weaving our stories together. What looked to us like chance was, in truth, the hand of God gently guiding, aligning, preparing hearts for a love that could carry the weight of life’s hardest storms. Long before I ever knew your name, He knew I would need your presence. And long before you ever saw my face, He knew you would need my love.

When I look back, I see His fingerprints all over our story. Every step, every twist in the road, every detour that didn’t make sense at the time—it all led here. It led to us. And in that realization, my heart rests, knowing that our love is not fragile or accidental, but divinely purposed.

There are days when the journey feels heavy, when life hands us more questions than answers, more trials than ease. Yet even then, I find comfort in remembering that we are not walking by chance—we are walking on ground that God Himself prepared. He placed us in each other’s lives not only to share joy but to help carry the burdens, to be each other’s safe place, to remind one another of His goodness when faith feels small.

Love like this is more than romance; it is covenant. It is the daily choice to believe that what God joins together, no storm can tear apart. It is leaning into the truth that even in our weakest moments, His strength holds us steady. Our story, with all its twists and valleys, is still being written by the same hand that first drew us together.

So no, it was no accident. It was grace. It was mercy. It was love authored in heaven, poured into two imperfect lives, and made whole in Him. And because of that, I know that whatever lies ahead, we will not face it alone. We were never meant to.