Amy Grant & Vince Gill Tell Their 25-Year Love Story

Introduction

A Love Story Woven Through Time: Vince Gill and Amy Grant

I still remember a moment that stayed with me — I had written it down. I told him, “It feels like you really understand me. Like you can finish my thoughts. Like you see me.” And he simply replied, “I think you’re giving me more credit than I deserve. But I welcome you, just as you are.”

The first time I heard Amy’s voice was on the radio. I was driving down 8th Avenue when I had to pull over — her voice was that moving. I hadn’t met her yet, but people around me always spoke highly of her. My best friend, Rick Byrd, who coached basketball at Belmont University, would often say, “You’d really like her. Everyone does.”

A friend once stopped by the Green Hills Mall where they were handing out free Vince Gill CDs with t-shirts. She gave me the record, saying she only wanted the shirt. The album was I Still Believe in You. I listened — and immediately, I was hooked.

Soon after, our paths crossed again, this time professionally. I needed a guest for a show, and so did she. We ended up performing together. At rehearsal, Vince walked over, put his arm around me, and said, “Unknit that brow — it’s going to be okay.” I still remember that kindness, and his smile — unforgettable.

The chemistry was undeniable, but life wasn’t simple. We were both married at the time — me to Gary Chapman, Vince to Janis — with families involved. We tried to be respectful of that. But when something bigger than us kept weaving our paths together, we learned to walk gently through that space with grace, not perfection.

We never chased public validation. In fact, some assumptions people made about us were painful. But over time, truth lived quietly between us — a connection based not on appearances, but on genuine understanding.

Now, decades later, with nearly 25 years of marriage behind us, we’ve been through health scares, heart surgeries, and even bike accidents. But through it all, we found peace in simplicity, in each other, and in our family.

This season of life — the so-called “golden years” — feels like a gift. It’s less about career and more about presence. We’ve traded the spotlight for time with our children, our grandchildren, and each other. And as Amy beautifully put it, “You’re the person I want to return to.”

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