You Make Beautiful Things

I’m about to get married…like in 5 days. So many thoughts run through a bride’s mind at this point in the game. Will my cake be perfect, will the flowers hold, will people have fun, will my bridesmaids like their gifts? But…alas…I am anything but the typical bride and really I could care less about any of those things. Many circumstances and water under bridges would quantify this as my third walk down the aisle but in my head and my heart it is the first walk down a new aisle, a new road..albeit broken getting here..it’s new and beautiful.

 

 

My daughter will be my flower girl and my son will be my ring bearer…pretty sure that is not typical. Widowed twice and walking down an aisle in a white gown…it’s crazy right?

 

I’ve learned a lot over the last 15 years about marriage…typical and atypical kinds.

 

 

You ready for this…it’s really simple. Regardless of the situation you find yourself in…this is the choice…we CHOOSE to LOVE and we CHOOSE to serve.

 

Divorced, widowed, kids, no kids, normal cookie cutter marriage with white picket and 2.5 kids….you CHOOSE. When he doesn’t meet your expectations….serve him his favorite meal. When he is sucking the ever living life out of you…love and respect more. When he works late for the 100^th day in a row, put on your lingerie.  When he snores and keeps you awake, pray for him while you are awake.

 

I know that seems totally contrary to what the world would tell us to do. I am by no means saying be a doormat…I’m saying choose THE WAY. HIS way is the most freeing…sweetest…most life giving and bounty filled WAY. He planned it that way.  HE knew before you were born that if we CHOOSE to LOVE and SERVE out of KNOWING OUR WORTH IN THE KINGDOM plan…we would win. We would live abundantly…we would enjoy the richness of life.

 

How do you CHOOSE TO LOVE and SERVE your spouse? Your kids?

 

‘You make beautiful things

You make beautiful things out of the dust

You make beautiful things

You make beautiful things out of us

All around

Hope is springing up from this old ground

Out of chaos life is being found in You’

        Gungor