Today was the day. I couldn’t believe it. Everything seemed so beautiful and white, like a halo was above everything it touched. It almost seemed perfect.
Crawling out of the bed, I looked outside my window. The sky was a crisp blue and the grass seemed greener than normal and the birds sung a beautiful tune.
What a great way to start a wedding. I thought as I walked backwards to the bedroom. Just the thought of HIM flew through my mind. I Thought of His warmth and compassion, his faith in me, and despite of my past, he forgave me. I pictured his eyes staring down at me brought butterflies to my stomach. How can someone love me like that? Why did he choose me? What a privilege did I deserve to be His wife?
Suddenly the door opened and my sister appeared making me lose my train of thought. Upon noticing my attire, she grew anxious.
“Why aren’t you dressed? She asked. She began rummaging through the closet trying to find my wedding dress.
“Well I thought I’d pray first. “ I replied watching in amusement as my sister frantically tried to get my clothes together. Besides, its not for another hour or so.”
“Yeah, but you don’t want to keep HIM waiting. She said Tugging my arm, she ushered me to the bathroom. “Go wash up and get dressed.”
Laughing, I replied, “Yes mom.” I walked to the bathroom and started getting ready.
Later after putting on makeup and everything, I decided to take a look in the mirror. Standing in front of me was a woman that I didn’t recognize. She had long black hair that was drawn in a bun with tendrils falling softly around my face. My eyes were big and bright and sparkled at every slight movement. Her lips were red and full. I smiled, proud of my after results.
Just then a voice popped in my head, He’s not going to like it.
Fear gripped my heart. What if He didn’t like it? If he saw me, would HE turn his back on me? Would he reject me? Tears began to form in my eyes as I contemplated it.
Suddenly my sister walked in the room.
“You look beautiful! She exclaimed giving me a look over. Looking closely at me she asked, “What’s wrong?”
I wiped my eyes with a tissue being careful not to mess anything up. I was reluctant to tell her what I was feeling at that moment. I didn’t want her to think I was a baby. But knowing her I know she was going to keep asking me until I told her.
I was just thinking if HE would like this. I said pointing down to my dress.
“Girl, He’s going to love it! Besides He’s not concerned about the outer appearance, but He’s concerned about the heart. “
When she said that, I felt peace in my heart and I felt better.
Thank you Lord, I silently prayed.
“ You feel better now? She asked. Seeing me nod, she then grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. Come on! Everyone’s waiting!
Everything was beautiful. The whole garden was illuminated by the sunshine, bringing out the colors of the flowers and everything around them. As I walked down the aisle, I heard everyone oohing and aahing over how beautiful I was. But I could barely pay attention. I was focusing on the person in front of me. In front of me stood Jesus in all of His glory looking at me smiling, The closer I got to the front, the more His presence grew. I felt my eyes water because His presence was so strong. but I managed to compose myself.
Once the preacher started the ceremony, I tried looking at Jesus, but I couldn’t because I was too overwhelmed. Never in my dreams would I imagine marrying Jesus. I didn’t deserve to be in His presence but I felt honored that I was.
The preacher announced you may kiss the bride, knocking me out of my thoughts. Looking at Jesus, I just stood there. I wasn’t sure what to do. He sat there smiling at me with a beautiful smile, a smile so contagious that I felt myself smiling as well. Jesus walked up to me and hugged me. His presence once again overwhelmed me once again almost causing me to fall out, but He managed to hold me up. He backed up and kissed me on the forehead and we turned and everyone was rejoicing. It was officially over. I was His and He was mine.
The reception was wonderful. Everyone was rejoicing and dancing and having a good time. Everyone took turns dancing with Jesus and me. Jesus and I danced and it was so uplifting. Looking at Jesus, I grew excited. Now that we were one, I knew that I was in for a great adventure. And I couldn’t wait!