The Story

Natalie

It’s 2020. I am in New York (for my 8th year?) perpetually and happily single. The world is shut down. Enter Josiah.

Our sweet friend Tori knew Josiah from growing up in Nashville (they were youth group prom dates!). One day, as we were heading to the park to set up a picnic in a spray-painted grass circle (6 feet apart!), Tori asked if her old friend could join our outdoor pod. I couldn’t believe someone had started their NY adventure when the world was panicking. I was intrigued.

We hit it off (platonically?) and all of the sudden, I had a COVID adventure buddy. We masked up and flung ourselves into a memorable New York summer — comedy shows, jazz bars, outdoor Bryant Park concerts. He quickly became one of my closest friends.

I was in the market for a new church, and Josiah invited me to Resurrection Williamsburg. This rhythm escalated the intimacy of our friendship, and soon I noticed that when we were hanging out, I really didn’t want it to end.

One weekend, he sent me a calendar invite for a post-church lunch at Bamonte’s. It would become what we affectionately refer to as “Make-It-Weird-aversary”. He confessed his feelings, I didn’t know what to say for like — a month. He was patient. We went on our first date.

We were together for 6 months. Then we were apart for 6 months. Those 6 months were the biggest moments of growth I think I’ve had in my life. God knew what He was doing with us. He still does.

We reunited, with excitement and humility, 6 months later to the date. It’s been an incredible journey of redemption, personal transformation, and deepening love. To everyone who has encouraged us along the way — cheered us on, prayed for us, and celebrated with us: THANK YOU. We’re so excited you’ve been along for the ride. Let’s party.

Also, fun fact: the invisible thread is real. Ask me about how we went to the same tennis camp in a whole other state as kids, or about all the times we were at the same party without meeting. God’s timing is perfect.