We wake up on Easter morning to go and pray on a mountain lookout near Charlottesville. Yeah, I thought it was stupid, too.
We leave before sunrise with a sleeping bag, thermos full of hot chocolate, two winter hats and a Bible. So if we get stuck up on the top of the mountain, we would most certainly die. Unless we brought the edible Bible.
We hike the mountain just as dawn and my lungs are breaking. About twenty feet from the outlook, praise music breaks out from above. SERIOUSLY. As we round the last corner of our trail, a group of college students appear singing praise songs. Which is probably a GREATER miracle than the Heavens opening up in song. In college, I didn’t see sunrise unless I’d stayed up all night. And I can PROMISE you that I was not singing about loving Jesus those nights.
And unbeknownst to me, Scott is thinking: Oh no, now me and twenty college kids are going to have to propose to Alex!
But the college kids all leave within five minutes of our arrival (I must’ve had the MORNING LOOK), and we are alone looking out over the valley. We read and pray for nearly an hour, and when we finish, Scott says: I wrote you something else, too.
I had a crush on you before we were ready. God made me pray for you before I ever knew you. I fell in somersaulting love with you after you made room for me. I knew you were the one after only one night. You are my new Chicago sunset. You are a compelling argument for God. And you strengthen my faith every day. You are half of a team that makes me better than I am. I feel like God put us together to bring us closer to Him. I want to spend the rest of my life being awestruck by the way you touch people’s lives. I want to watch you be an amazing mother, wife and friend. And I want to spend the rest of my life working with you to see ourselves better.
And now I’m thinking: That was so beautiful. He should have saved that for when he was going to ask me to marry him. (My instincts are like UNREAL.)
Then Scott asks me to open to Proverbs 18:22: He who finds a wife finds happiness, it is a favor he receives from the Lord.
Scott gets down on one knee: Will you marry me?
And while laughing (but not AT him), I say: Yes.
I love you even more today, Scott. Thank you for asking me to marry you.