How Jack Asked Me to Be His Best Friend Forever.
Remember when I told you about my best friend Jack?
Well... he asked me to be his best friend forever.
And it was the easiest yes I’ve ever said.
But to really understand this moment — you have to know the whole story.
Because this isn’t just a love story.
It’s a God story.
Before Jack and I found each other, we found Jesus.
We gave Him our lives — not just the pretty parts, but also the bad and the ugly… the heartbreak, the waiting, the parts we didn’t understand.
Jack prayed for his wife.
I prayed for my husband.
We both wept over people we thought could be “the one.”
We both wondered if the love we dreamed of actually existed.
But God was working all along.
In the waiting. In the heartbreak. In the healing.
He was writing this.
He was preparing us — shaping us — for each other.
When Jack and I were dating, we’d daydream a bit about what life in Miami would be like.
Slow sunrises, beach swims, coffee after a dip in the ocean.
One day he painted this dreamy picture, “Wake up early, watch the sunrise, go for a swim, then grab coffee on the way home. House music playing. windows down.”
I froze. And freaked out a little bit.
Because that was so me.
That was the kind of morning I would journal about and call my “dream life.”
And now this man — who I had prayed into existence — was speaking it back to me like it was his dream too.
That moment became something we kept in the back of our minds. A sweet someday.
Fast forward. Friday night. Tacos at one of our favorite spots — the same place we took our first photo booth picture as boyfriend and girlfriend.
And Jack, casually, like it was no big deal, says,
“We still haven’t caught our Miami sunrise. We should go tomorrow.”
No big build-up. No clue in sight. Just Jack being Jack.
So of course I said, “I’m down.”
I had no idea it would be my last night as his girlfriend.
And I definitely didn’t know what the next morning held.
We woke up early and made our way to the beach.
No makeup, messy hair, sleepy eyes.
We laid out a blanket. We held each other. We prayed.
And suddenly, it was like Heaven came down to earth for a second.
The world became quiet.
It felt sacred — like God Himself was wrapping His arms around us and saying: This is what I had in mind all along.
After we prayed, Jack got up to “check the water.”
I filmed him, not knowing I was capturing the final seconds before my entire world changed.
I ran to meet him — still clueless.
He started saying intentional, beautiful things.
But that’s always been him.
So I smiled, said sweet things back… and then he dropped to one knee.
And everything stopped.
Yes, I dreamed of this.
Yes, I prayed for it.
But never could I have imagined a moment like this — raw, real, unfiltered.
No audience. No plan. Just us, the sunrise, and the presence of God so tangible it made me want to cry and laugh at the same time.
And I said yes.
Yes to forever with the man God chose for me.
Yes to every prayer answered in God’s perfect timing.
Yes to slow mornings, real love, and the life we dreamed about. Yes to allllll the days with my best friend forever.
After our sweet and special moment,
We swam in the ocean.
We played house music with the windows down.
We got our favorite coffee on the way home.
Just like we said we would.
But this wasn’t just a romantic morning.
It was a miracle.
A love story that started long before we met.
A story God was writing when we felt alone.
When we felt forgotten.
When we thought maybe it just wasn’t in the cards for us.
But God.
He’s never late.
He doesn’t waste pain.
He hears every prayer.
And when He writes a love story — He writes it so much better than we ever could.
So… big update: I’m engaged.
To my sweet, sweet Jack.
To my answered prayer.
To my favorite gift from God.
This engagement season has already been full of becoming — becoming a wife, becoming who God’s called me to be, learning what love really looks like.
And I’ll share more soon.
But for now, I just wanted to share the story about how my best friend asked me to be his best friend forever, and I said yes.
Oh — and yes, we went back to that photo booth.
The same one where we took our first-ever pictures as boyfriend and girlfriend.
Only this time… I had a ring on my finger.
If you’re still waiting on your miracle, your person, your answered prayer —
Please know this:
God sees you.
He’s working even when it feels silent.
He has not forgotten you.
And when He shows up… it’s always more than you hoped for.
He is so faithful.
Always.
