It’s Bradley’s birthday today! My husband-to-be (in less than three months!) turns 23 today.
I thought that to honour the day of his birth, it would be nice to write a blog post all about him. But it’s also a Wednesday, and I know how many of you love a Wedding Wednesday post, so I thought it would be a great idea to combine the two. For today’s post I want to take you down memory lane, and tell you all about how I met the love of my life.
Bradley and I went to the same university, Oxford Brookes. We both started in September of 2011. However strangely enough in my three years of being a student, I never bumped into Bradley. We both had a similar student life – we went out a lot and enjoyed our social lives more than our degrees. Looking back at nightclub photos, we were actually at pretty much all of the same nights out.
I started going to Hillsong Church in my first year. I went to London every so often throughout my three years of studying. Hillsong came to Oxford in 2014. I joined team for the very first service. I was quickly introduced to people the same age as me, and we made ourselves a very nice little friendship group. We attended church together every week, served together and hung out together on as many week days as possible too.
Hillsong Conference (held at the o2 arena) was coming up in July 2014, and I knew straight away that I would be going. My only problem was that I was moving out of my Oxford university accommodation and moving back home to my parents in Milton Keynes. I had no one to travel to and from London with for the three days of conference, and none of my girl friends were planning on coming so I couldn’t book a hotel room with anyone.
My friend Lewis insisted that I should still go. He was organising accommodation for a few of us and he promised it was going to be the best three days ever. His brother Matt would be staying with us, and he mentioned he’d met some other guy who needed somewhere to stay too. His name was Bradley.
For Conference both Lewis and I were serving on youth team. I found myself busy with things to do and unfortunately I was wearing entirely the wrong choice of shoes for being on my feet all day (they were pretty though). As the first night came to a finish, we started heading to where we were staying.
I was tired and ready to go to bed straight away, but Lewis was hungry and insisted on a trip to Mcdonald’s. Lewis’ friend (whose house we were staying at) drove, Lewis was in the front passenger seat, and I was in the back. That’s when I met Bradley – he was sat next to me.
But he didn’t talk to me. He was on his phone the entire journey.
I asked for extra ketchup as we ordered at the drive-thru. Bradley laughed when the girl threw 10 ketchup sachets on my lap.
Now at this point, if I’m being totally honest, I thought Bradley was quite rude. Not only had he not bothered to talk to me in the back seat, but he laughed at my ketchup. He was very easy on the eyes, sure, but he clearly couldn’t care less about my presence in the slightest.
So I decided to think no more about him. I woke up the next morning and met Lewis at the front door. Bradley and Matt had left earlier, but Lewis had received a text from Bradley asking if he could bring his sunglasses for him as he forgot them at home.
Lewis couldn’t be bothered to carry them, so he put them in my handbag.
The second day was another long day of being on my feet – by this point I was limping around. I didn’t see Bradley all day, so his sunglasses remained in my bag. On the third day I could barely walk so I decided to miss the final day of conference and go home instead.
I received a text from Lewis saying that Bradley was looking for his sunglasses. Lewis said that he was really, really angry with me for going home with them. HOW RUDE. I couldn’t believe that a guy I had barely even met had the audacity to be so rude.
Half an hour later, I got a text from Bradley. He didn’t care about the sunglasses – Lewis had made a really not-funny joke earlier when he said Bradley was angry. We talked about Conference. I asked him how he had got involved in church. We almost had an identical testimony.
We spent hours just talking about God and church. I realised he loved God as much as I did.
Two days later, Bradley asked me out on a date. I said yes.
Two months later he asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes, again.
(That’s Lewis on the right)
The first year of our relationship was spent serving in church. We both wanted the same thing – more of Jesus. Bradley’s servant heart and giant-sized faith inspired me. He encouraged me in my own relationship with God without even realising.
After a year and one month, Bradley asked me to marry him. With tears in my eyes and my heart beating fast, I said yes.
Loving Bradley is easy. He’s the most gentle, patient, and caring person I’ve ever met. He’s a gift from Heaven that I pray I’ll never, ever take for granted.