God takes care of those who believe Him and love Him (you know, those that attempt to obey Him).
God promises to redeem things in us and in our lives if we honor our relationship with Him. I am learning that I am no exception to that promise. He is restoring me, just as promised. Color me grateful and pleasantly surprised.
One thing I missed out on through my own stupidity and bad behavior was a beautiful wedding to a wonderful husband who loved me, at least the first time around. Well, admittedly the second time around was not one to put in the memory books either. I have a personal belief that court houses are a bad start to marriages, regardless of the long and successful marriage my grandparents enjoyed. Third time was a charm in the husband department. I found my best friend and we had a wedding.
It was a pagan ceremony. We had no budget of which to speak. The reception table was the prettiest part of the day thanks to my mother and sister-in-law. We crammed about 25 people into a 2 bedroom townhouse living room with an arch, a minister and a priestess, two attendants, and us. It was September 3rd and it was a scorcher of a Southern summer day.
As I learn more about the relationship I have now with God, with a savior, I find myself wishing I had the wedding of my dreams. I long for the gown, flowers, and celebration. I am learning about covenants and vows and regret my lack of understanding in those areas when I was younger. I want the celebration of a covenant bond between my God and myself, between my husband and myself. I want it to be in a church. I want it to be a Christian ceremony.
I guess God wanted me to have it as well. You see, my husband regrets not having the ceremony of our dreams as well. So, we have decided to reaffirm our commitment. I bought my dress this past week. We have not decided which anniversary we will pick to commemorate our union, but we are leaning towards next year. Even if it winds up being just me, him, and the kids in a Gatlinburg chapel, I will be happy.
We have not always had an easy time of it. I really was not sure we would survive the first year. We determined to remain committed to one another and it is working out quite well so far. I am very glad I stayed when I could have done the selfish thing and left because things were not 'going my way'.
Would I do it all again? You bet.
Regardless of what anyone else thinks I am going to in a church full of roses in full bloom!
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