I remember it well. The story of us. The beginning. He wasn't who I would have chosen. Not because he wasn't amazing and wonderful and charming, but because the circumstances weren't in our favor. The complications, the difficulties, the challenges, and most of all, the circumstantial impossibilities. It would never work. I told myself that a thousand times when the feelings were undeniable and the heart connection was unavoidable. But the whisper of love between us wouldn't be hushed and the music between his heart and mine would never be silent. The force was too powerful and the spiritual bond too intense. It had to be God. Yet, I questioned still. I pleaded for answers and cited James 1:5 a multitude of times. I wanted it to be right. Holy and wholly approved of by the God who fashioned us both, and what I came to learn throughout my time in prayer was this..sometimes the unexpected is the divinely perfected. Appointed, sanctified, and anointed. Trust it.
