Betrothal | Ashleigh + Rodolfo

We are honored by the opportunity to walk alongside you in this marriage ministry, from Yes to I Do and beyond, and we love returning to our couples' stories as they continue to unfold. If we've featured your love story in our How He Asked engagement series and you now feel called to share your wedding with us, as well, submission details can be found here.

Read more here for the story of Ashleigh and Rodolfo’s engagement, a story of grace overcoming tragedy and a surprise proposal in Ireland.

The Catholic Rite of Betrothal is an ancient celebration that has largely fallen out of practice, but it has seen a recent surge in popularity among young Catholic couples. Betrothal is the traditional way of becoming engaged in the eyes of the Church, and it is a solemn pledge of intention to marry between a man and a woman. After a couple is betrothed, only a priest can dissolve the engagement. 

You can read more about the meaning of the rite and how to plan the ceremony here.

Ashleigh and Rodolfo chose to have a betrothal ceremony to begin their engagement with the official blessing of the Church, and they were overwhelmed by the love and support they received.

In Ashleigh’s Words: Rudy and I have attended an FSSP (the Priestly Fraternity of St. Peter) parish for a few months now, and we have truly fallen in love with the Extraordinary Form of the Mass. One day, I was looking through traditional Latin Mass “inspiration” on Instagram and saw a post about a betrothal ceremony. I brought the idea up to Rudy, and we both agreed it was a great way to start our engagement. 

It was such a beautiful ceremony, and the best part was that it “rocked and rolled”--quite literally! As the Rite of Betrothal began, an earthquake hit southern California. I joked with Rudy about how thankful I was we went to confession before Mass, but I was truly thankful in that moment. Not just for confession, but for Mass, the FSSP, and the beautiful community we have found at St. Vitus, including the many people from the parish who came to witness our betrothal.

For both of us, that was the best part of the day: seeing how many people came. Because we are very new to the parish, neither of us expected many people to attend our betrothal, but I was truly overwhelmed by the support we received. The prayers offered for us mean more than I can express.

Church: St. Vitus Roman Catholic Church FSSP Los Angeles | Dress: Amazon  | Veil: Veils by Lily | Photography/Videography: Jordan Pacheco

How He Asked | Lisa + Zach

Lisa and Zach’s love story is one of persistence, heroic patience, and a small reflection of the tremendous love that Christ desires to show us every day.

Their friendship, dating relationship, and engagement spans almost a decade. And yet, like Christ’s never-ending, never-tiring pursuit of our hearts, Zach never gave up in the pursuit of his beloved.

In Lisa’s Words: Zach and I grew up in the same small town in Texas. Our paths crossed frequently throughout our childhood at various sporting, church, and community events. But we didn’t truly see one another for the first time until the summer after my sophomore year of high school. 

We were on a road trip to a Catholic youth conference: Stubenville of the Rockies. We spent hours in the church van talking, napping, and listening to some good ol’ fashion Chris Tomlin worship songs with our friends. 

For Zach, the attraction and desire for more than a friendship was immediate. And yet, much to his dismay, it would take years (nine to be exact) for the feelings to become mutual.

Soon after our trip, Zach asked me to our high school homecoming dance, to which I politely (or as Zach says, “not so politely”) declined. He wouldn’t give up, though, and even after we went our separate ways in college, Zach continued to reach out. 

After college, we both moved across Texas and ended up living just minutes away from each other. It was finally time to finish what began all those years ago. Zach tried yet again to make plans for us to see one another, but it never seemed to work. 

Finally, I invited Zach to an Advent retreat with Young Catholic Professionals. Even though he couldn’t make it, we planned instead to meet the following day at dinner to discuss the highlights from the retreat. That was Gaudate Sunday, the third Sunday of Advent celebrated as a day of rejoicing as Our Savior’s birth draws near.

During our dinner, I was definitely rejoicing internally. I finally realized what a phenomenal man Zach was: intelligent, funny, easy-going, with a strong moral compass, a love for God, and a life fully living it out through our shared Catholic faith. Within a few weeks we were “officially” dating,  and we both knew early on that this was “it.” 

Later on, I was with Zach on Galveston Island while he worked. I was in charge of keeping the beach company while he worked hard in meetings and talked business. We left the conference Friday afternoon and drove to our hometown to spend the weekend with family. It was storming badly, and nothing says “marriage prep” like sitting in 5PM Friday traffic together in Houston. 

That day we started a novena to Saint Jude, who has been a great patron for us. St. Jude is the patron saint of hopeless and lost causes, and he helped foster hope and perseverance in us during some desolate seasons. Zach also says he felt like I was a “lost cause” for many years! 

He told me he wanted to start the novena somewhere special and thought it’d be nice to go back to our home church at Sacred Heart. I insisted that both the church and chapel were closed, so it’d be better to get home sooner and say our prayers after seeing our family. Zach isn’t a stubborn person, but he wouldn’t relent. 

After sitting in traffic for a few hours, we pulled into the dark, rainy parking lot of Sacred Heart. Zach walked me over to the Marian grotto and began to read a letter he had written after our first date. He then ended with another letter he had written that very day. 

He got down on one knee and asked me the big question. I never actually said yes, but my happy tears and hugs were a pretty clear answer for him! The timing couldn’t have been better because our church was hosting a holy hour that night. So we were fortunate enough to begin our engagement with prayers of gratitude kneeling in front of our Lord. 

The surprises didn’t end there, though. I had never revealed to Zach that I had always wanted to engrave two words on his wedding ring: “Beloved, Love.” This is a concise summary of 1 John chapter 4. Within those two words is our identity as Christ’s and our spouse’s beloved and our vocation to love God and one another. 

Zach took me by surprise when he showed me that he had engraved 1 John 4:12 on my ring: “No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another God lives in us and his love is perfected in us.” Without ever talking about it with one another, we both felt a strong connection to that beautiful scripture. We want it to serve as a mission statement for our engagement and marriage.

It's so fun to dream about the man you will marry, how and when it will happen, and what the ring will look like when the time comes. But allowing God to guide the process and experiencing the sometimes messy (or, in my case, wet) details is more beautiful than any dream wedding board on Pinterest or pictures on Instagram.

The radical ways that Zach pursued me for years and fought for my heart reminds me of the ways Christ pursues each one of us. No matter how far gone we are or how many times we say “no,” he’s always there with open arms, ready to embrace us in our messiness. 

I couldn’t be more excited to begin our lives as husband and wife together.

Photography: Kasey Lynn Photography | Rings: Robbins Brothers | Hair and Makeup: Mirror Mirror 

How He Asked | Ashleigh + Rodolfo

Ashleigh and Rodolfo met in their parish’s young adult group. It wasn’t long before their friendship, which began over late-night coffee talks, deepened into something more.

And then tragedy struck. Through the grace of God and the strong, Christ-like foundation of their relationship, Ashleigh and Rodolfo grew closer through shared suffering. This genuine love, refined by fire, would lead to a marriage proposal on a family trip to the Emerald Isle, where Ashleigh’s past and their new, engaged future came face-to-face.

In Ashleigh’s words: Like a lot of college students, I fell away from the Church when I was an undergrad. About three years after graduation, I heard a small voice prompting me to go back to church. So I became very involved with the parish I was attending. 

One Sunday I knew I couldn't make it to Mass there, so I attended Mass at a parish closer to my home on Saturday night. The pastor made an announcement that there would be a young adult meeting the following Wednesday. I thought to myself, “I can catch a boyfriend at this meeting for sure!”

I had no idea how that first meeting would change my life.

Rudy was the leader of the young adult ministry, and I recognized him from high school. I was intimidated to talk to him because he didn’t seem very interested in making new friends. I, on the other hand, was yearning for fellowship. I was asked by the pastor to join the core team for the young adult ministry, and Rudy and I became good friends in the months that followed. 

At the beginning of summer I felt our friendship shifting. Our late-night coffee talks on my parent’s porch became more and more personal. I remember on the Fourth of July when my best friend, who was also a core member of the YA ministry, confessed that Rudy had a crush on me. I thought about it for a minute or two and realized that I had started to develop romantic feelings for him, as well. Rudy and I talked and decided to give dating a try. Those first few weeks of dating were wonderful, and I loved spending time with him. 

Six days after Rudy officially asked me to be his girlfriend, my father unexpectedly passed away. I thought for sure Rudy would high-tail it out of my life--who would blame him, after all? Instead, he was a rock to me and my family. Rudy was there every day helping us get through those dark times. He cleaned the kitchen and went grocery shopping. He held me as I cried. He prayed for me and made sure Mass was offered for my dad. I was incredibly blessed to have this man in my life. 

This August, Rudy and I will have been together for three years, and they have been the most life-changing years of my life. He has been with me through losing my father, two graduate degrees, finding a “big-girl” job, and so much more. He brings me closer to Christ every day through prayer, Catholic videos, books, devotions, and podcasts--you name it! 

He helped me find my faith during the darkest time of my life. He never once gave up on me. He has shown me such strong love; it is a glimpse of the love that Christ has for me. God has truly blessed me with a wonderful man and future husband.

My whole life, I have wanted to travel to the land of my ancestors: Ireland. It was a special place for my father and mother. They took a belated honeymoon trip in the 90s to the Emerald Isle. My dad went back several times after that. 

The best thing about my dad was his hospitality. The worst thing about my dad was that he was so hospitable, he would bring home random strangers to live with us if they needed a place to stay. I can’t even begin to count how many Irish people my dad found and brought back for a home-cooked meal and a couch to sleep on while they were visiting LA. Some of those Irish folks became great family friends, and this past March they were able to “pay my dad back” for all the times they had stayed with us. 

During the summer of 2018, the idea was brought up of going to Ireland for spring break, since this would be my last real break before graduation. I thought it was a great idea, but being a broke grad student, I couldn’t see myself actually going. But my mom, God bless her, paid for the tickets. When I got the airline confirmation email, I couldn’t believe it! I was finally travelling to Ireland.  

Of course, I would be there for St. Patrick’s Day—he is my patron saint)—and I would get to visit The Sanctuary of Our Lady of Knock, also known as the Knock Shrine. Rudy and I have consecrated ourselves to Jesus through Mary and have renewed that consecration promise three times together. We both have such a special love for our Mother, so visiting Knock was one of the things I was most excited for. 

The first three days of the trip were spent with some close family friends. They drove me up to Belfast on St. Patrick’s Day to see the saint’s grave and took me to some places that my dad had been nearly 20 years ago. I was able to recreate some really special photos of my father. I cried a lot of tears, but I was happy knowing he would have been happy for me to be there, seeing the place he loved so much. 

The day I traveled to Knock was the first day it was just Rudy and I in the car, since he met me in Ireland as well. He was driving on the opposite side of the car, on the opposite side of the road. Rudy is an amazing driver, but if I had been driving, I would surely have gotten us into an accident!

It took about four hours to get from the east coast of Ireland to the west coast where Knock is located. I remember being so fed up with being stuck in that teeny-tiny car and feeling so ready to see where Mary appeared. By the time we arrived, I leapt out of the car before Rudy could put it in park. 

We quickly grabbed some food before the Eucharistic fast started before Mass, and we walked the Stations of the Cross. Then we went to the apparition chapel. As Rudy and I were walking toward it he said to me, “I think your dad has a picture here in front of the building.” I pulled out the stack of photos I had, and sure enough, there was a picture of him right there, standing where we were! I recreated that photo with tears in my eyes, and we went inside. 

It was so beautiful to be in that place. You could feel how holy it was. A beautiful, marble recreation of the apparition stood in the front, and the Blessed Sacrament was present in the tabernacle. There were about thirty people praying in the chapel, so we quietly snapped a few photos and knelt to pray. 

Sometimes during prayer, Rudy will put his arm around me, and he did, which I didn’t think much of. Suddenly, he leaned over and whispered in my ear; “Ashleigh, in front of Our Blessed Lord and Our Lady, will you marry me?” and pulled out a ring box from his pocket. 

I had to focus on a silent cry because of the other people still praying. I was so excited to be in that space, and then in an instant I couldn’t wait to leave so I could hug and kiss my new fiancé. 

We stayed and prayed for a little while and offered up the prayer intentions we had gathered from our friends to our Mother. One of the best parts was the old lady sitting in the pew behind us who saw everything and gave me a wink and thumbs up when we left the chapel.

When we left, I started crying again. We found two girls to take our picture in front of the chapel,  and then face-timed my mom and sisters to tell them the exciting news. Everyone was crying and laughing. It was such a happy time. 

My family was thankful Rudy finally proposed, because they didn’t have to worry about letting the secret slip anymore. Our first act as an engaged couple was the rosary and then holy Mass. What a way to start an engagement! I could not have asked for anything more. 

Rudy asked me to be his wife in front of my Heavenly Father, in a place where my earthly father had been 20 years ago. Rudy knows my heart, and it was hands-down the most perfect moment of my life.

Photography: Diane Murtha (Sister of the Bride) | Proposal Location: Our Lady of Knock Apparition Shrine - Ireland | Ring: Robbin Brothers | Engagement Shoot Location: Arlington Garden, Pasadena CA | Engagement Attire of the Bride: Forever 21

How He Asked | Tori + Corey

Tori and Corey’s engagement took place on a pilgrimage through the “City of Love,” within the beautiful Luxembourg Gardens. And so, after saying “yes” to God’s call to take a journey of faith, Tori and her new fiance returned with a ring and a wedding to plan.

In Tori’s Words: When Corey and I met, we knew pretty quickly we would enter into a beautiful, Christ-centered relationship. We were both Catholic, but finding someone single and Catholic was nearly impossible in our town. After a few months, as we met our families and started attending Mass together, we grew more and more serious. When Corey and I were called to go on a trip to France, I was excited about the wonderful people we would meet and the experiences we would have.

We made the decision to visit France in 2018 after we saw the opportunity to go as part of a pilgrimage through our parish. After attending an interest meeting, we knew we had to go. Six months later we were on a plane to France. Corey and I spent ten days in the French countryside travelling to landmarks and touring churches that we would never have known about otherwise.

The eleventh day of our pilgrimage is when it happened. That morning, Corey and I left early and walked down to a local pastry shop to grab a baguette and a delicious, flaky apple biscuit.  We went to the "Chappelle Notre-Dame de la Medaille Miraculeuse" (The Chapel of the Miraculous Medal) to attend Mass and get our replicas of the Miraculous Medal. The rest of the day was ours to choose whether to tour another church or around Paris.

Being the adventurous couple we are, we decided to walk around Paris since we were leaving early the next morning. We stopped for lunch in a cafe with the Leblanc's, Corey's family friends who lived across the street, and who wanted to give Corey a tour of Paris. I had no idea they were there for another reason.

After our lunch, we hopped on the metro system and found ourselves at the opera house with an orchestra on the street! Then we went to the Champs-Elysees, where we ate at one of the best macaron places in Paris--it was delicious. Finally, we made it to the Eiffel Tower and saw it live in all its glory.

As we were running around Paris trying to see all the attractions, I glanced at the time. It was about an hour before we needed to be back at the hotel for dinner, but we still had one more place Corey wanted to take us. We got on the metro again and headed towards the Luxembourg Gardens.

According to Corey, these are the "most beautiful gardens in Paris," and they sure are! We arrived and walked down a concrete path to the center where there are oak trees lining the path. This leads directly to an opening where a courtyard lies with a huge fountain and seating area. There were many people sitting and enjoying the beautiful weather.

We walked up a flight of stairs past the fountain and headed towards a gazebo. Unfortunately (or was it planned?) there was a band playing. Corey asked the Leblancs to take a picture of us with the beautiful scenery around us, and that's when it happened.

I don't remember exactly what he said because my adrenaline was through the roof, and I was crying. He was so nervous, too! The next thing I remember is Corey saying, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

Here's to the rest of our life together.

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How He Asked | Bianca + Vitor

Bianca met Vitor soon after his conversion to the faith. Although Vitor says it was “love at first sight” for him, Biance needed time and prayer to decide if she wanted to be in a relationship.

It was time apart well spent, because she soon began to have feelings for Vitor and an attraction to the path of sanctification through marriage.

Their story continued, together and apart. And then it culminated in front of the Eiffel Tower on a trip to Rome, where Vitor asked Bianca to be his wife.

In Bianca’s Words: Vitor and I met at a parish in Rio de Janeiro through mutual friends. I was engaged in pastoral activities at the time and reflecting on my inner life and vocation. He had recently returned from a retreat and was determined to convert to the Catholic faith. The moment he saw me, he said it was love at first sight.

After Vitor approached me, we began to have more frequent contact until he asked to make it official. But I ended up moving away, because I wasn't thinking about a relationship at the time, and due to external interference, I felt a little pressured. We continued as friends.

He had some difficult moments after I moved away, but Vitor gave his whole heart to God. In the meantime, I discerned my path and began to see marriage as my means of sanctification.

A year and a half later we approached each other in a different way. After a sincere conversation, I was able to understand more about what was going on with him, and we were able to get to know each other better.

It was indeed God’s providence that united two hearts seeking his will, and I realized that I began to feel the same as Vitor was feeling for me.

It was close to Lent in 2015 when we decided to see each other more and pray together. After this, Vitor talked to my parents and asked me, officially, to date. That was April 8, 2015. In that same year we discovered a path of sanctification in the midst of ordinary life inspired by the way of Saint Josemaría Escrivá. This organization is known as Opus Dei. That transformed our lives and our relationship.

We went through many moments of joy and difficulty that made us stronger. And in 2016, we mutually ended our relationship, to improve ourselves separately. That wasn't easy, but we were determined to put God in the center of our lives, fighting for and relying on his will.

We quickly realized that we wanted to walk the path to sainthood together. So Vitor, very affectionate as always, again made the request to date me in front of the sanctuary of our parish. We began to receive more intense formation through the prelature of Opus Dei. Together, we grew in a life of piety, and we became closer friends, always talking about everything and dreaming about our marriage.

Last year, during March 2018, we had the grace to spend Holy Week in Rome for the UNIV Congress. We went with a group from Brazil to participate in academic activities and celebrations with the Pope.

Our flight to Rome had a connection in Paris, France. As soon as we arrived in Paris, Vitor and I visited the Sacre-Coeur Basilica, and then we went to visit the Eiffel Tower. He had already prepared everything for this moment. He had talked with my parents, asked for their blessing, and we had talked with his parents and our spiritual director, who blessed the wedding rings.

He was also nervous, since that moment represented a new, great, and beautiful stage of our life together. I realized he was acting different, but I thought it was because of the excitement of the trip, with many new things happening at once.

We spent some time around the Eiffel Tower, talked a lot, and took photos. When I suggested we leave, he wanted to ask someone to take a picture of us, because we were only taking "selfies".

We asked a girl to take a photo of us in front of the tower, when Vitor suddenly asked to get gloves in his backpack because he was cold. He crouched down, put his backpack on the ground, and removed the box with the ring. He knelt in front of me and asked, "Bianca Dantas Quevedo, will you marry me?" I felt an explosion of feelings while the girl continued to photograph everything.

Vitor asked me to marry him on March 20, 2018.

We always talked about marriage, and we were preparing ourselves for it, but the time of the proposal was special and a complete surprise. We were both very excited and happy. I said "yes" with all the conviction of my heart.

The proposal was a beautiful start to our trip. We went on to spend Holy Week in Rome, thanking God and asking that his will always be done in our lives.

We are getting married on January 4, 2020, and ask for everyone’s prayers! Vitor always had a desire and a certainty in his heart: to marry, to build a large family and to be close to God. So we want to build a large family and a bright and cheerful home.

Vitor and I realize that God gives a special grace to this new phase. He makes us stronger, more determined, and matures us to embrace the great mission of marriage.

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Photography: A Friend | Location: Eiffel Tower, Paris | Rings: Monte Carlo (Rio de Janeiro - Brazil)

How He Asked | Elizabeth + Matthew

We are honored by the opportunity to walk alongside you in this marriage ministry, from Yes to I Do and beyond, and we love returning to our couples' stories as they continue to unfold. If we've featured your love story in our How He Asked engagement series and you now feel called to share your wedding with us, as well, submission details can be found here.

Read more here for the story of Elizabeth and Matthew’s wedding, a “taste of the eternal wedding feast” in a magical Irish castle. 

Elizabeth and Matthew met in Ireland in a study abroad program in college. Their fairy-tale introduction at the top of a castle became a very real and fruitful relationship. As they discerned marriage together, they helped each other grow in love for the Lord.

Matt eventually took Elizabeth back to Ireland as a gift, and after a brief set-back and improvised castle tour, proposed to her in the country where they met.

“Incandescently happy” after their engagement, Elizabeth couldn’t believe that “life could be so beautiful and abundant.” And yet beauty and generous abundance is exactly what the Lord desires to give every one of his children.

In Elizabeth’s Words: Before I met Matt, I prayed a novena to St. Anne for my future husband, and I met him on the ninth and final day of that novena. I didn't tell him that until we were engaged.

We met in a castle while studying abroad in Christendom College’s Ireland program. It's a true story, I promise, and was something we never could have planned! As Matt would tell it, I was late and he was early. I had been traveling with my brother before meeting the student group in Ireland, and we met them on their first day at their first stop: Bunratty Castle.

Matt says, to this day, that he waited until he got to the tallest tower of the castle to introduce himself because he wanted to make a good impression on me. He did.

Afterwards when I was dating Matt, God made it consistently clear that he was the man for me, for many reasons. One of these reasons was Matt’s deep and wise faith, which he really cultivated and grew in college. I admired that, and it made me hungry to know Our Lord more fully and also to love His bride, the Church!

I used to tell Matt that I fell in love with God long ago, but it was dating him that really began my love affair with the Church.

I believe my contribution to Matt’s faith-walk came in a humbler way. He tells me often that my love of the Father, this 'Abba' of my heart, inspired him to pray differently and seek to love the Lord more deeply and personally than he had before.

It is beautiful that God, in his wisdom, knew how we needed to complement each other.

We were both adamant throughout our dating relationship that we were discerning a unique vocation to marriage with each other, and we tried to be intentional about that in our conversations and prayer life together. We discovered we had the same dreams for life and the same ultimate goal of heaven, and we both discerned that God was calling us to each other to help us reach those dreams.

After a few years of dating and graduating from college, Matt took me back to Ireland as a gift. He invited my siblings and a few close friends to join us, so I couldn't have asked for a more treasured crew. He was smart because he immediately put me off the scent and told me I shouldn't expect an engagement to happen. Matt was still saving for a ring, and paying for the trip was expensive. I was completely oblivious.

My darling friend Anna always tells a story about the night before we all left on this trip. She was talking to her dad, and he asked, 'So Lizzie knows she's getting engaged on this trip, right?" Anna replied, "Nope, somehow she has no idea whatsoever." She even had to make sure I was wearing cute clothes the day Matt proposed because I was not thinking about it at all.

We arrived back in Ireland on Monday morning as a group and drove up to stay at Ards Friary. This was where Matt and I spent our first summer studying, praying, and having fun together. It brought back a flood of happy memories.

On Tuesday we drove down to Knock Shrine and attended daily Mass. We then drove to Ashford Castle, where we experienced a falconry lesson for the first time. It was so fun!

Afterwards, Matt walked with me to the back of the castle. It was like something out of a fairy tale, situated on a lake with pristine gardens.

I didn't know it at the time, but he had to quickly change plans right before he proposed because the bagpiper wasn't ready yet. One of the concierge guys swept in to help Matt by distracting me. He offered give us a tour.

I was a history major in college, so when he started telling me things about the house that didn't add up, I thought he was the worst tour guide ever! In reality, he wasn't a tour guide at all, but it was pretty comical. The tour was also incredibly short, only lasting about 3 minutes. I was confused and wondered what this guy was doing, but we left our funny tour guide and walked back to the garden by the lake.

It was there that Matt proposed with a bagpiper playing the background, and I immediately started crying happy tears. He told me how I had helped him learn to love God as a Father and that he wanted to spend his life serving God by serving and loving me.

Looking back, there really aren't proper words to describe the euphoria of a moment like that, but “incandescently happy” was a phrase that suddenly made sense. He pulled out a gorgeous three stone ring, telling me it was a reminder that God would always be the center of our home.

As soon as i managed a 'yes' through my tears, we were swarmed by my two brothers and sister. Everyone was crying, and everyone was happy. The next thing we did was FaceTime my parents and Bella, my little sister with special needs. She started smiling as soon as she saw us. I think she knew what was up!

We spent the rest of the day on a boat on the lake drinking cider (my favorite) and loving every moment. I pinched myself, overwhelmed by blessing and in disbelief that life could be so beautiful and abundant.

Matt is truly a princely man. He is honorable, wise, compassionate, funny, and brave. I felt (and still do!) like the luckiest girl in the world.

We spent the rest of the trip touring Ireland and celebrating. To top it all off, Bono from U2 invited us for lunch at his home in Dublin to celebrate our engagement. My parents have known him for many years, and he actually knew we were getting engaged before I did--which almost resulted in me finding out by accident--but that's a whole other story.

We drank wine at his home and celebrated the beauty of this life together. When Bono and I took a photo together, I held my finger up to the camera with my beautiful new ring as he said 'Party like a ROCK star!'

Proposal Photography: Friends/Family | Engagement Photos: Laura Gordon Photography | Nuptial Mass or Engagement Location: Ashford Castle, Ireland

How He Asked | Jessica + Chris

After many years together, Jessica and Chris took the next exciting step towards marriage. With Christ as their foundation, they patiently prepared to become one flesh.

In Jessica’s Words: Chris and I have been together since we were sixteen. We were both brought up to consider Christ as a close friend, and we introduced each other to how Jesus had uniquely worked and loved within each of our hearts.

After a ride up a ski lift, Chris proposed to me on a beautiful October afternoon on top of Hunter Mountain in the Catskills. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day to say “yes!”

I was happy and grateful that when he proposed, my family surrounded us and celebrated our beautiful moment with us together. The next day, I was very blessed to wake up early and attend Mass with my new fiancè.

Praying together for the first time as an engaged couple proved to be a valuable foundation for our marriage preparation. We decided to set a date two years away so we could plan at our own pace, and this decision proved to be an important part in our journey.

We were still learning how to present ourselves to God and others as one. A book that helped us to practice this and guided us through a God-centered engagement is Men, Women, and the Mystery of Love by Dr. Edward Sri.

Even though my wedding day is months away, what I look forward to most is the people I love helping me celebrate our Mass through reading the Scriptures and bringing up the gifts.

I also am eagerly anticipating the moment that I receive the Eucharist for the first time as a wife with her husband.

Photography: Alicia King Photography | Engagement Location: Wings Castle, Millbrook, NY