Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Our Story: Part 2


{This post is a continuation of  a series about my husband's and my story. Read part one here}

Where were we.... Oh, yes, Tijuana, Mexico.

Back to the States we came. At that time, we were both going into our junior year of high school and my biggest concerns were basketball, track & field, my girlfriends, and a boy who wasn't named Daimian.

While in Mexico, I racked up a $500 phone bill calling that boy every single day. When I got back from Mexico, he bought me a promise ring and I just knew that I would be his wife one day. I was sixteen and had fallen in love for the first time. We went to proms together, had dates at Red Robin, drove around in his Mustang, and got our first tattoos together (luckily, not of each other, just at the same time).

But, as I know and you know now, it wasn't meant to be. It was a rough ending... Between the cheating, the breaking up and getting back together a few times, having to lose each other's families, and experiencing my first true heartbreak, I was devastated. I look back now and I understand just how much I am grateful for both of us that the Lord brought us out of a relationship that wasn't centered on Him, wasn't healthy, and we both have found spouses that we were supposed to be with. But it taught me a lot. And I am grateful.

I graduated high school and went through an incredibly rebellious stage of life. I knew that I was supposed to be at a Bible College nearby, but I didn't want to. I chose drinking and community college instead. I tried to drown out my heartbreak and avoid what God wanted from me. I finally hit rock bottom and decided to stop running, so in 2009, I decided to enroll at Salem Bible College.

I remember walking in the door the first day of classes. I walked into chapel and there were a whole lot of faces I didn't recognize. I was annoyed that I had "given in" and ended up at this tiny school pursuing a degree in Christian Leadership. I looked around for something to help me stop freaking out, and there was Daimian. I remembered him from our trip to Mexico three years before. I had seen him around at our state wide youth convention and at other youth events. He was well-known around the district of churches because while I was worried about skipping class, this guy was leading a Bible study at his school, handing out Bibles, etc.

Little Daimian in 2009

We became friends quickly. I was amazed at how awesome the people were at this school. We all had crazy stories - some crazier than others - but we all bonded over a tests, fast food, and a passion for Jesus. Our group was close, and Daimian - who I had first met three years ago in a completely different situation of life - was a part of that group and I am so grateful he was. 

Study Group - 2009

Before we had any idea we would end up as husband and wife



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