Our Love Story

I was 10 years old. I had been crying in the car because I didn’t want to go to the church my parents wanted to visit. It was cold outside, just before Thanksgiving. I had on a black and white patterned coat with a black dress. My family arrived late, so when that children’s church door swung open, all eyes were on my siblings and I. That was the moment I saw him. Tyler Blue. 13 years old, and still in children’s church. But there we were. I had no idea what was in store for me and that handsome boy.

My parents decided that Greater Life was where God wanted us, so that’s where we stayed. I remember moments spent with Tyler as a 10-12 year old little girl, and throughout those few years, I went from disliking him to wanting to spend time with him every chance I got. He was my first real crush. I still remember the summer that he started to show an interest in me. I can’t help but remember the little heart flutters he gave me when he would walk by and smile at me, or just sit by me. He was the boy that every girl swooned over. (I mean, who wouldn’t?) We started texting, and I still wasn’t sure if he really liked me. I was only 12, and I didn’t really see any reason why he would.

It was on a Tuesday night, and we were texting later than I should’ve been awake, but he said, “Hey, I have a question, and it’s really important… do you like me?” I was so excited, nervous, and couldn’t even believe it. What was I going to say? I must’ve typed and retyped a hundred times, but apparently the best response I could come up with was, “Maybe a little.” He quickly responded back with, “Okay good, because I like you too.” A week later he was my boyfriend.

Our relationship started out as nothing serious, but turned into something amazing. We were just kids growing up, and to others it all seemed silly, but we were everything to each other. We talked on the phone, and texted with each other constantly. We were always scheming up ways to be together, even if it was absolutely ridiculous. Looking back, I don’t think there ever was a moment I just “fell” in love with him. We grew in love together.

A few years after we’d been together – during a vulnerable, hard time in my life due to my Granny’s passing, Tyler and I broke up for 3 days. During those 3 days, I was torn apart trying to decide if we were even supposed to be together. I hadn’t been saved very long, but I was truly trying to seek God’s will for my life. I remember during those days feeling confused, and just wanting to know what to do. Tyler, being the sneaky one he is, asked my parents, and figured out a way to come pick me up for a special church service we were having on Saturday night. I got in the car, and we didn’t say a word to each other the whole way to church. Once we got there, he pulled out a bouquet of red roses (flowers are my favorite!) from the back seat, and told me he loved me and he knew I was supposed to be his wife one day. He asked me if I would give us another chance. I remember sitting there in silence, trying to decide within myself what to do. I knew I loved him so much, but I just wanted to make the right decision. I remember in those moments feeling a nudge, and feeling such an overwhelming sense inside of me just to simply say “Yes.” So I did. I knew from that day that he was the one.

Several years passed, and I knew Tyler was going to ask me to marry him after my 17th birthday, but I wasn’t sure when exactly. We had been talking about engagement and marriage for as long as I could remember, so the anticipation was built up, and I couldn’t wait for him to ask me. He planned everything out, and for the sake of this blog post, I’ll spare the many details, but it was absolutely perfect. He took me to a beautiful garden on April 15th, 2016 in Rock Hill, South Carolina before we went to dinner. We walked around together, and he seemed a little nervous, which is unusual for him, but I was clueless as to what was going on. We walked, and talked, and finally I was starting to realize what was happening. My heart was pounding, and before I knew it, Tyler was on his knee, asking me to marry him. I said yes (!!!!) of course, and our parents came out from behind the bushes to congratulate us. I couldn’t stop looking at my gorgeous ring that he picked out with no help from me. He made that day one of the most special days of my life! After that, the wedding planning began.

I hear preacher’s wives say all the time that they never wanted to be a preacher’s wife. I was always the opposite. I dreamed of marrying a preacher, and the love of my life just so happened to meet that criteria. Hearing Tyler preach has always amazed me. The way he preaches with such power and authority on the Word of God, has inspired me in my relationship with God over the years. I’m so thankful that he has always encouraged me in my walk with the Lord. That’s one of the many reasons I feel so blessed to have him. So when he told me he wanted to be in full time ministry as an evangelist one day, I trusted him, and supported him 100%. We sang together in church, and he preached when he was given the opportunity. We loved serving together. I always knew God has big plans for Tyler.

As a newly engaged couple, we had a whole plan. We were going to live in a cute apartment above our friends’ garage. It was perfect for the two of us, and there was even a small room for a nursery should we need it. I couldn’t wait to decorate it, and make it our home! But alas, God had different plans. We were registering in Bed Bath & Beyond, and having the best time, when Tyler’s grandpa sent him pictures of an RV. It was tiny. It was $35,000. I thought it was absolutely out of the question at that point in our lives. We couldn’t afford it, we weren’t in full time ministry yet, plus we already had an apartment. But to make a long, story short, God confirmed it in mine and Tyler’s hearts that we needed to purchase that RV. We had some incredible people help us raise money, and God provided every dollar that we needed to buy it. So we made a trip to Alabama in April before we got married, and bought our first home.

June 24th, 2017 was the most beautiful day. It was everything I could’ve ever dreamt it to be. The day we had waited on for 6 years. We had talked, and talked about our wedding day, but now the time had finally arrived. I couldn’t wait to say “I do” to the love of my life. My mama, and daddy walked me down the aisle, and I was so nervous and excited that they had to tell me to slow down. I couldn’t fight back the tears as we said our own, handwritten vows to each other in front of our loved ones. I couldn’t take my eyes off the man that I knew God had created just for me. The man I knew I was going to serve God with. The man I was going to raise a family and grow old with. The man I loved more than I ever knew was possible. The second chapter of our lives began that day, and it has been pure joy to walk through life with Tyler.

Since then, God has blessed our marriage tremendously. He has given us a full time ministry, and supplied our every need. He gave us our precious Cooper, and seeing my husband as a daddy is the most incredible feeling. To say I am blessed beyond measure would truly be an understatement. I love Tyler more today, than I ever have, and each day my love grows stronger for him. The best part of loving him though, is knowing that he loves me unconditionally. I know we wouldn’t be where we are today without God directing our path. Have we been perfect? No. Has it always been easy? Absolutely not. But has every obstacle, and every trial we’ve ever faced together been worth it? You can count on that.

There’s no other person I’d rather spend the rest of my life with than Tyler. I’ve never met anyone more willing to do whatever God asks of him. He has always gone above and beyond to give me whatever I need, and does his best to give me everything I want. He’s been my shoulder to cry on, and helped me laugh, even when I haven’t felt like it. He’s been my absolute best friend for 8 years now, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. I’m so thankful for him, and I’m thankful for our story.

I know this post was pretty lengthy, so if you stuck it out, thanks so much for reading! I appreciate my readers so much! I hope you have enjoyed this post, and these pictures we’ve taken over the years.

Until next time!
Mykaela

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