Well, October 7th came and went and now my daughter Tiffany is a Fuller. It was beautiful. God was most definitely glorified and so many told me how they were touched by the ceremony.
Tiffany felt the peace of God that she so needed before her wedding. We prayed for her nervousness to subside and God showed up mightily. As she, in sheer radiance and her Father in subdued excitement, stood at the door before entering the outside courts filled with family and friends, a blanket of peace fell upon her like oil of annionting. All nervousness left, she felt peace like a river and proudly walked down the aisle with her arm in her loving Father's clutch. I watched from the front and cried, looked away, cried again as I tried to watch this blessed event unfolding right before my eyes as I continually dried my tears. They flowed like a river for happiness in seeing Tiffany so beautifully adorned with Jesus all over her face, with sadness of losing a little girl whom I'd grown so fond of, with excitement for the plans ahead God has for her, and for relief of a special day that began in the making the day she was born.
Realizing I did not get the alone moment I so wanted before she wed and regretted deeply not getting to pray for her once more and bless her right before we parted, I looked around at the beautiful skies of blue God blessed us with on this special day. I listened to the birds sing their song of joy as they flew round about the evergreens. I glanced at my husband's face filled with sheer anticipation of what lies ahead for his precious daughter. The maid of honor and bride's maids were beautifully arranged beside one another joyfully looking on with great approval. The best man, (my youngest son), and groomsmen (one of which was my oldest son), stood so handsome and together as they watched this blending of two lives take place. The boldness in Jeff's face, yet shivering a bit from inevitable anxiety, was a gift to see knowing the deep love he has for my daughter and the genuine love he has for their Lord.
Truly it was a blessed event I believe many will never forget. A salvation message was given from our Pastor, with emphasis on how Jeff and Tiffany want nothing more than for all watching them that day join in holy matrimony, to know, truly know, the Jesus they gladly serve and accept His love for themselves. The scripture they put on the bottom layer of their cake was Psalm 31:3. It read, For You are our rock and our fortress; for Your name's sake, You will lead us and guide us. Their scripture they had put on bookmarks was I Corinthian's 13, the love chapter. They wanted all to know what true love really is. The worship leader from our church played wonderful worship music and lead all to ponder on God's existance, His love for us and the need we have to accept Him.
Things have settled down. I helped her unpack things in her own house as we had anticipated doing for so long. She chose a beautiful plaque with the scripture in Joshua regarding her and her house being saved to adorn a wall in which all would see when they enter her and Jeff's home. She carefully thought out where every item should go as to keep her home in order. My husband and I are going over this week to annoint and bless their home as one where God fills the walls and every nook and cranny with His very presence, where He is searched for, considered and lived out in their lives daily, and where others may come and be blessed as much as they have been by a God Who loves them so very much and wishes that none would perish but all would understand God's gracious gift of acceptance of His Son, Jesus so that all would have everlasting life!
Being a Mother of a bride is a blessed, yet stressful event that jars your soul, pricks your spirit and creates a joy within your body that not only forever embraces you, but can transform your very being into one more like Jesus. Remembering His faithfulness to find the mate you prayed for all your daughter's life. Thanking Him for His goodness in surrounding her with His love, forgiveness, patience, grace and mercy as she grew waiting for this moment in time. And finally pouring yourself out to Him that He might fill you up with all that your daughter will need to help her be the bride of your son-in-law's dreams, the Godly woman that will teach others to fear her God in a healthy way, the blessed Mother who will in turn teach her children the ways of the Lord and diligently pray for their future spouses the way you earnestly prayed for her. As she seeks God first in all she does, her heart's desires will come to pass. As she trusts fully in Him, in good times and in bad, He will carry her the distance and promises to never leave her of forsake her. As she grows in her Lord her character will reflect more of God's and in turn attract others to her to learn of her awesome God and Savior.
As I pray for her 'til my last breath, I can know I leave her in the best care possible for her, for her husband and her offspring. I can close my eyes and join all of heaven realizing my little girl is in alimighty God's hand, and nothing and no one can pluck her out. What a feeling of assurance to one day leave this world with. What more could a Mother of a precious daughter ask for.
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Congratulations to both you and your daughter. I will be taking that step myself in less than a week.