He Waited πŸ€πŸ””

He could have rung the bell.
The moment was his.
But he chose to wait β€” because God wasn’t done yet πŸ™.

We were 15, sick and scared, whispering prayers between chemo and silence πŸ€πŸŽ—οΈ.
He finished treatment first and waited for me.

When my day finally came, we rang the bell together πŸ”” β€” not because cancer was gone, but because God stayed ✨.

Ten years later, we stood side by side again β€” this time at an altar πŸ’πŸ€.
Cancer introduced us.
Faith carried us.And God wrote the rest ✝️.

If you believe, leave a prayer or a quiet amen πŸ™.