Somehow amidst the chaos, and to do lists, and boxes of wedding whatnots piled high, I am at peace. It is both strange and wonderful. I remember not long ago when assembling wedding invitations stretched from a one week project into three, with a myriad of technical difficulties, how the Lord provided strength, encouragement, and solutions, for I was anything but peaceful. Tired, frustrated, and done...tears came easily in those moments of exhaustion. All that was within me longed to just bail, stop the presses, run away. But there were these little titans called love and commitment. Such trite words in this society of disposable everything. Yet, to me, huge words with huge implications. Beacons. Lights that would not be snuffed out despite my gloominess. And in reality, a strength from within that has nothing to do with me and everything to do with my Lord, my Savior, my Jesus. I take it for granted - in the best of ways - that He will be with me, lead me, carry me. He always has and He always will. To me, this is abiding. Exercising the reality of His sovereignty and His power by continuing to walk, by choosing to train my mind back to truth, by believing on Him for every good and perfect gift...no matter how it's wrapped.
Now we're ten days away from a wedding that is stretching my mind and my creativity, even as it's stretching toward 350 guests. Oh mylanta! Or, as my buffet coordinator said, "My you girls sure know how to throw a party!" The other day I asked the happy couple why they couldn't have been a bit more annoying or unlikeable. What's with all the friends? That's what I get for having the belief that weddings should include as many friends and family as possible. And despite wondering how we'll accommodate everyone, I am thrilled to share this celebration with so many others who love Danny and Monica. The Lord has been providing all along and I know His resources are endless. So the theme of this, my last child's, wedding seems to be "go big, or go home." Go big on faith. Go big on trust. Go big on love and commitment. Press on.
A friend said the other day, "You look relaxed." Well, all I can say is, "That's my Jesus."
