
The Beginning
Praise: We met in church. I was serving in protocol, and REKs was in the media unit. The media equipment was kept around the church office, so he was always coming to the back to get a key, pick up something, or help with one thing or another. He was just everywhere. My first impression of him was basically: This guy is always around. Not because he was particularly talkative. He was just very helpful and always seemed to be needed somewhere.
REKs: Meanwhile, I had already noticed something else. This is a pretty lady. Very pretty, actually.
Praise: At that point, though, we barely spoke. It was just hi, good morning, and that was about it. Until one day, REKs came to the office to pick up equipment before a service. I was wearing a white dress that day; a detail he still remembers and somehow our conversation moved to an Ecobank account. Do you have an Ecobank account? And somehow, that became one of the beginnings of our story.
REKs: I eventually asked her out and got her number.
Praise: And I gave him my number. But that did not mean I was going on a date with him. I don’t go out with someone I’ve never actually had a conversation with. I need to talk to you. I need to know you. I need to vibe with you first. So, even though he had my number, I wasn’t rushing anywhere.
REKs: And then nothing happened. Months passed. We barely spoke. Until a wedding brought us together.











