I believe I manifested my husband at a time in my life when I had finally reached total peace with myself. I didn’t feel the need for a relationship to make me whole - because I already felt whole. I was surrounded by love: God’s love, my family’s love, my friends’ love, and most importantly, the love I had finally cultivated for myself.
I only went online because my grandmother and mother insisted. They worried that I might end up alone and urged me to “give it another try,” maybe even to think about starting a family. I promised them I would try again - but lightly. I wasn’t interested in drama or half-hearted effort. I wanted to be loved, cherished, and protected by someone with real intentions.
Throughout that process, I prayed. I asked God for signs, and He gave them to me.
From the very beginning, my husband approached me with genuine respect. During the weeks we chatted, he never used a single malicious or inappropriate word. Instead, we talked about ourselves, our values, our shared interests. He took his time to get to know me. When we finally met and began dating, he continued to treat me with the same kindness and sincerity.
Then came a sign I couldn’t ignore: by complete faith and timing, he ended up working in the building right next door to mine. Not across town - not down the road - the very next building. I knew God was guiding something special. Every day I prayed, asking God to protect my heart and lead me with wisdom. I remained open to both positive and negative outcomes, trusting that whatever happened would ultimately be for my good. God never failed me. I remember my husband once telling me, “Things will get even better,” and true to his words - true to God’s words - our love only deepened.
One of the most beautiful parts of our journey is that I encouraged him to begin praying too. That was a major blessing for both of us. And while our relationship isn’t perfect - no relationship is - we made a commitment: never stay angry for long, always forgive, and never speak to wound each other. And if we ever slip, we apologize immediately.
I had prayed for a kind gentleman, a soft-spoken man, a man who was financially responsible, loving, protective, and yes - even good-looking. God gave me everything I asked for. And it wasn’t because of one single prayer; it was the way I prayed throughout the journey - with peace in my heart, accepting that whatever God chose for me would be right.
We still face challenges, but the foundation remains strong. My advice: trust God. Talk to Him every day. He loves you, and He knows what is meant for you long before you can see it.
By Anne Villanueva.