Before we go any further I want you both to pause and think about the journey that led this moment. Not drive Beaufort not what Google Maps said— but deeper brought here together standing right where are. This didn’t start a year ago. It with proposal. even day met. I’d argue it began long before that—back when life was just your life two of you. And look back on time…really look you’ll see something strange: You thought were making decisions for one reason…but if closely in hindsight real reasons bigger than could at time. The heartbreaks delays changes missed chances every twist setback once felt like detour wasn’t detour all actually guardrail. guardrail guiding down very specific path. A path couldn’t have predicted wouldn’t planned absolutely had walk get here. maybe that’s most humbling part: That moments broke heart…those doing quiet work prepare day. is journey. it’s sacred. • AUSTIN constant remodeling home projects always motion can now how environment lit fire early spark Vermont Tech shaped choice major guided into an internship turned career Whiting-Turner. met Emily saw her One Baltimore heroic flag football performance those daily text messages first date….At time each step next step. But now realize steps really building toward…this moment front beautiful woman amazing daughter become family. o No blueprint drawn this. Builder knew exactly He • EMILY own journey countless hours watching father build create way tools structure craft came alive. • That fascination grew calling leading through technical college field few women step never blinked. Then decision move Raleigh. options—plenty them….But chose Whiting-Turner which game football infamous “Turf Burn” 4:30 am date Austin insisted bring Lilli. single choice made no idea would unlock Here incredible young man away from joining his forming neither built alone. o Looking back clear: construction. meant lasts. are may feel deeply personal—and is— also part much older story. years ago thousands book Scripture. In Genesis 2 God looks His creation says striking: “It good man be alone.”