​You’re either reading this because you’re convinced a woman should NOT make the first move and you’re hoping I’ll add some substance to your beliefs, or you want to invite some guy for coffee and you’re hoping I’m going to give you permission. 

Honestly, I’m old-fashioned; I like the idea of the guy making the first move. 

I started pondering this concept, trying to figure out if there’s even any biblical support for it and I happen to believe there is. BUT there’s also Ruth and her successful first-move-making story.

For a full biblical perspective, I think it will be best if we start there.
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​I originally wrote this post about a year ago (22 August 2020); the day Charl asked me to be his girlfriend!
 
It doesn’t, however, have anything to do with Charl or earthly romance, but Jesus and becoming a heavenly bride. Yet I can share this now as a celebration of a beautiful earthly romance, being a mere glimpse of the heavenly.
 
Somehow I never got around to posting it; so here goes:

​​Last night I met a little girl and something in my heart was ignited by her, to the extent where I’m currently laptop-in-bed at 4 am on a Saturday. I was reminded why I’m passionate about weddings and brides; why I’m currently crazy enough to learn Hebrew and what this blog was about in the first place.
 
Her name is Zoë; which means “life”. And what an invitation to abundant life she is (John 10:10)?
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​I said goodbye in Part 1 right after telling you how I friend-zoned Charl and then cried because I knew we couldn't be friends.

Honestly, I think Part 1 is the juiciest part of our story, where Part 2 is just one big messy situation. But considering that I can't just leave you hanging there, I might as well go ahead and share the rest.
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​One whole year – that’s how long it’s been since I wrote something on here.

Since, I met a guy, started dating, got engaged and joined the married club. (Which might not be news to you, considering most people who follow my blog, know me in some way in the real world as well).

Either way, I felt the best way to break the silence would be to tell the story. As a single, I was inspired by the way God orchestrated other people’s love stories. It gave me hope. So hopefully ours will do the same for you.

The biggest thing I’ve learnt (am learning) on this journey was to let go of preconceived ideas about dating, marriage and my future husband.
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So let’s start.
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​The content of this post is actually similar to a journal entry and not so similar to what I would typically write on here. But this won’t be the first time a journal entry becomes a blog post – so here we go.