With him being 31, me being 28, and all of the experiences behind us, we wanted to get married. It's true what they say. You know when you know. We were both committed to the same things, and wanted to proceed, with God's blessing of course. Many outsiders thought we had temporarily lost our minds. But those who knew us well, gave unanimous verdicts: they had never seen either of us that happy. We brought out the best in each other, and shared many views in common.
5 months after we had reunited, we became engaged. He proposed at one of our favorite spots. I knew it was coming, but had no input into the ring selection. I wanted to be completely surprised.
Wedding planning was in full swing. We wanted simple, beautiful, and unique as our theme. The date was set for just 3 months after the proposal. I found my dress for $29. I kid you not. It was the 2nd one I tried on, 15 minutes before the bridal shop was closing. I bought it...what did I have to lose? When God is at work, He doesn't mess around.
The ceremony was set for a Saturday morning, with a breakfast reception to follow. Upon awaking, there were scattered showers. Fear not. The showers preceded the rainbow, which was visible by my beloved and I upon arrival to the farm. When God is at work, He doesn't mess around.
I walked down the aisle towards my groom. Noticing the sweet tears of awe and gratitude in his eyes, my heart leaped for joy. We were told, though not seen by us, that there were butterflies floating around our heads during the exchange of vows.
The day was perfect. Like only God could make it.
God is in the business of restoration. It can be easy, at times, to take His gifts for granted. But when my focus shifts back to Him, and His goodness, and His faithfulness the outpouring of thanksgiving and gratitude flows from my heart. A cord of 3 strands is not easily broken. Thank You, Jesus.