Jalon was one persistent young man. He wore me down. Our families were friends, we went to the same church, and were involved in many of the same activities. One day I realized, "Wow, this is a pretty great guy... maybe I should give him a chance?" So like that we started dating. We graduated high school and went to the same small college in Texas.
During that year of college, Jalon was convinced we should get married. (As you will recall, he was ready to get married in eighth grade!) Again, I was slow to agree. I felt (and still feel) that relationships don't go BACKWARDS very well - meaning that once you're in a romantic relationship it is very difficult to revert back to being just friends. Because of this, and because I wasn't ready to get married, I felt we should break up. So I broke up with him; actually I broke up with him a few times (poor guy)- but like I said he is very persistent.
I knew I needed to make a decision - either Jalon was the one for me or not. It was that simple. Were we both passionate about Jesus? Yes. Did we have common values and goals? Yes. Did we have the same calling? Yes. Did we have the support of our parents? Yes. Everything lined up - and for me it came down to one question: Is my life better with Jalon in it? Yes. So like that we decided to get married.
