The church was packed, it was over one hundred degrees outside, and part of our decorating was obstructing the intake for the air conditioning units. Not to mention the fact that we had unknowingly ordered winter tuxedos that appeared to be lined with the latest North Face warming technology. Some assumed I was crying….they just couldn’t see the sweat rolling down my young face. But through the sweat and the tears, I could easily see you as you walked toward me.
And you were beautiful….
It wasn’t just how you looked in the dress or the way you wore your hair up. You were beaming, from every look and each smile, you lit up the room that day….as you still do today.
We were so young….
I look at the pictures and I see a couple just out of college, with little knowledge about anything further than the moment we were enjoying. Before jobs and bills and ministry and moving it was just you and I surrounded by friends and family and in the presence of the One who brought us together. Many years from now, we will again be together — just you and I. When that time comes, I want you to know you will still be my bride and my best friend.
And so broke….
Some things never change. I remember coming back from our honeymoon and packing all of our belongings into the smallest Uhaul that was available….with room to spare. Most of what we filled our first apartment with were still in boxes, having received them as wedding presents. That first apartment would now fit in our basement.
But God has been so faithful….
What an amazing journey so far….so much more than I expected and far more than I deserve. Marriage and then fatherhood is forever shaping and sharpening me into more than I ever would’ve become on my own.
And you’re still so beautiful….
You are so much more than that picture from our wedding day. The passing of time, having children, and the changes of life do not make you inferior to that young girl in the photo….to me, they make me love you so much more.