Didn't know when I first met her. In fact I dated her roommate for about 3 months.
I was set up horribly.
It was during that three months I was dating her roommate that my wife and I became good friends - but obviously nothing romantic. It was my senior year in college, and I'd decided that I was only going to date casually - not get serious about anyone since I didn't know where I'd be the next year. So dating her roommate was pretty relaxed and not at all serious (nothing more than hand holding and light kiss good night). However, as my wife and I became better friends, she began to feel an attraction and I did too, but I was in denial.
Then the week before homecoming football game (and I had to have a date), her roommate told me she didn't want to date anymore and wouldn't go to homecoming with me. My wife, on the other hand, had turned down 3 or 4 guys for homecoming dates leading up to that week. So, here we both were, "coincidentally" without dates. I had to ask her. The two women had talked about the situation, and schemed to get me and my wife together.
We've been together ever since. Once we went out, it was clear our friendship was deep and sincere. I didn't know I'd marry her right away, but after we dated only a couple of months, I knew. It just turned out the more we got to know each other, the more right it seemed.
We were not Christians at the time; in fact I wasn't saved until 10 years later. But looking at it now, with both of us following Christ, I can see God still sent me the woman I was destined to be with, serving Him.
Edited to add: I think threads about these types of stories are a lot of fun. Just don't tell anyone, cause I'm a man, and we aren't supposed to like this kind of stuff
