It felt like two butterflies were chasing each other around in my stomach, the night before my wedding day. So many thoughts consumed my mind in anticipation of the big day.
I laid in bed imagining myself dressed in an all white garment of praise. The doors of the church open and the chords of “here comes the bride” begin to play.
I make my grand entrance through the doors and the glory of my groom’s tear-stained face is so brilliant, I am unable to walk down the aisle. Instead, I fall to my knees in honor and worship of the One who rescued me.
I rise and meet my groom at the altar.
This is a familiar place for us since each time He’s come to my rescue, like a knight and shining armor, I build one for Him to remember the times He’s provided a way for me.
The beauty I feel comes not from the makeup on my face but permeates from the inside out – my groom constantly reminds me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
My something old …
The distant memory of the day I learned of the betrayal of my earthly love.
My something new …
The daily grace I am given to tell the good news of the One who saves.
My something borrowed …
The bottle my groom gave me to hold my tears. When my desire is to throw them away, He holds them as treasures.
My something blue …
The curtain of blue, purple, and scarlet that is inside of my innermost being. Like the tabernacle of the Old Testament, behind this curtain is the Most Holy Place where my groom resides.
At the altar, we take communion. Doing so is very important to us – remembering my groom’s blood covenant to me.
I fight back tears when we exchange our vows. My groom’s words are so eloquent as He promises never to leave me nor forsake me.
We each say, “I Do,” and it is official. I am the bride of Christ! I am His beloved and He is mine.
Forever in love.
Thank you for going on a journey through my spiritual imagination with me. A year ago, I was in the beginning stages of wedding planning when my world was turned upside down and my engagement ended. But today, I smile because when I was at my lowest God was at work birthing a beautiful testimony for His glory!
My wedding date was set for April 12, 2014. When I began the World Race, I did not know how I would feel when this day came but I knew I would write about it. Ironically like a wedding, the day was filled with tears, smiles, laughter, dancing and worship. And while I still hope to get married one day, I will not wait until then to celebrate. That day will simply be an extension to the wedding that has already taken place in my soul.
Thank you to all who prayed me through this past year!
To God be all the glory for the great things He has done!
