We were both new to town and looking for a church home. We met at the same church in a S.S. class but didn't speak to each other. Several weeks later after each of us had been visiting other churches we both came back to the same church on the same Sunday and joined that Sunday. We still didn't know each other till he became friends with my brother and the 3 of us went everywhere together. We three had tons of fun and became known as the 3 musketeers. After a few months the 3 turned to 2. We "dated" at church youth events and he held my hand for the first time at a prayer meeting. When he grabbed my hand I thought my heart would jump out of my chest. Neither of us had ever kissed anyone else or even held hands before. That is still true to this day after 35 years of marriage and I'm still having a blast going to church & worshiping together with my best friend.