Last year, I started a blog series about mine and Scott’s love story. It’s been on pause while we moved, had our second baby and have got situated here in Blacksburg. My goal is to finish it before our five year anniversary this August so that you can join in and celebrate with us and how far we’ve come, and what the Lord has done. If you missed the beginning posts, you can access them here:
January 2011 – Late March 2011
After Passion, it was pretty clear that there was something between us. We gravitated toward one another at BCM (the ministry we both attended) functions, and texted one another here and there.
Over the next few months, there was a lot of flirting. It was official that I could tell something was going on over on his end as well. He would call me randomly, visit me at work, invited me to his house under some silly guise such as he “couldn’t figure out skype”. We talked all the time, texted a lot and just in general got to know each other better. We would often find ourselves talking after BCM functions, staying up too late and chatting outside or in one of our cars. We’d talk about God, BCM, our friends, what we were learning, music, and whatever. I told my friends about it. I was geeking out. It just kind of seemed perfect.
It became somewhat of a bigger deal to me though when we both left on mission trips for spring break in March 2011. I was in charge of the blog so that people back in the U.S. could keep up with what we were doing and our whereabouts. We were overseas, so there was no real communication with the outside world aside from our blogging and one computer we could each check e-mail on in the very limited hours we had in the evenings. I remember specifically praying about my relationship with Scott while I was overseas and asking the Lord for wisdom and direction. First – I felt a slight calling at that point to missions/ministry. I didn’t know what that meant or looked like, but I knew I’d only want to marry a man on a similar path – and Scott was an electrical engineer.
Scott came over to hear about my trip as soon as I returned from Spain. He recounted reading my blog every single day alongside of others he was serving with on his Atlanta trip – telling me details he could have only known from reading and following along my journey. We stayed up WAY too late talking that night – but his interest in what the Lord did in our mission trip and seeing him lead his own made me think that maybe this could be God giving me the “go ahead” with this guy. I eventually asked him what he saw himself doing long term, and though he already had a job lined up in Northern Virginia in the engineering world – he told me he didn’t see himself doing that long term, maybe something else that fit him a little better.
Okay God, I hear you – he just might work out though his life didn’t overtly scream “ministry”.
Sometime after that, he asked me on a date. A REAL DATE! I remember it so clearly. I got my hair done (coincidence), I called my friend to tell her, it was cloudy that day. I wore my favorite outfit. If you asked Scott today he would say that this particular outing was not our first date because we didn’t really begin our relationship until the end of the year… but it was a date to me. He took me to Bull & Bones, bought me dinner, made me laugh a lot, held my hand and drove me home.
However, as we parked in front of my apartment, through external circumstances, we were made aware that it would not be wise for us to continue pursuing a romantic relationship at that time. It was sound advice coming from a friend who we both respected.
I was crushed. We had such a great time and I liked Scott SO much, but the timing wasn’t right. Looking back, I respect him for not jumping into a relationship with me at that moment in time and heeding wise advice. However, Chelsea back in the moment was heartbroken.
Even though the night ended on a generally crappy note, he played me a song though after we got the bad news that will always stick with me… he would play it again when he eventually proposed.
These are the lyrics:
Life is beautiful
We live until we die
When you run into my arms
We steal a perfect moment
Life is beautiful, but it’s complicated
We barely make it
We don’t need to understand
There are miracles, miracles
Yeah, life is beautiful
Our hearts – they beat and break
We let all these moments pass us by
It’s amazing where I’m standing
There’s a lot that we can give
This is ours just for the moment
There’s a lot that we can give
I still get goosebumps when I hear the song, because so much disappointment, hope and emotion is wrapped up in it for me. I’m thankful we didn’t start dating then, because we would have messed it up if we had begun then. God, in His infinite wisdom, knew it wasn’t right and put obstacles in the way. And, somehow, in our puny little obedience, we waited.
Stay tuned for more of the story next time.