August 9 was Phil's birthday. The night
before he had taken me to a nice Italian dinner (and honestly, I had fully
expected him to propose and had been SO disappointed that he hadn’t), and this
evening I was taking him out to celebrate. I picked Phil up from the
church, and on the way to the restaurant, he mentioned that he left his
Bible in his office and wanted me to remind him to grab it when they got
back to the church. (I thought nothing of this, as this has happened many
times in the past)
After dinner - when we
arrived at the church - I waited in Phil's office while he ran to the restroom.
I thought he was going to be a while, so I was actually on the phone with my
dad when he returned. Phil said that he
wanted to show me some of the construction that was being done on the back room
of the stage. [Background info: a few weeks before, the church had begun
renovations on the Student Ministry wing, including the backstage room where
Phil and I had first seen each other the previous Fall.] I followed Phil back
to the room and when we walked up the stairs, I heard music playing in the
background and saw a circle of candles in the spot where I had been standing the
first time Phil saw me.
Phil led me over to
a couch in the corner of the room and pulled out a journal that he had been
keeping since we met. He read me excerpts from the journal, including accounts
of different dates we had gone on, things that attracted him to me, and
different scriptures and prayers he had been praying for me. He then turned to
a page with scriptures that referenced biblical marriages and love. He had me
read the first scripture, then he read the next, etc. The last scripture was 1
Corinthians 13. Phil had written a few words from the passage on each page, so
he started by reading "Love is patient" - then turned the page and I
read "Love is kind" - all the way to "Love never ends." The
next page said "Rachel Renee Allen" and the next said "I love
you" [the first time he had ever said these words to me!!!] and the last
page said "Will you marry me?" As he read that, Phil pulled a ring
out of his bag and got down on one knee. I said "yes", and after
putting the ring on my finger, we each prayed.
Phil then asked if I
wanted to dance with him in the candle circle. He went over and switched the
iPod to a song that one of his friends wrote [he first played the song for me
earlier that weekend and it talks about a man who wants a woman to take his
last name]. About halfway through the song, Phil asked if I wanted to see the
construction they were doing to the stage, and when we went out there, Phil’s
friend (Jack Doyle) was actually there playing the guitar and another guy was
playing the keyboard. The music had been live and I hadn't even known! Another
couple (Brian and Maegan Witham) was there too and had helped setup the room
for Phil's proposal.
It was such a
special evening for us and one that I will never forget.
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