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I wear a wedding band on my left hand.  I don’t do it because it is stylish (although I do like it).  I don’t do it because I HAVE to.  I do it because I want to do it.  I want to wear something that shows the world that I am proud to be married to the most awesome man in the world.  I am PROUD to be married to my husband and I am going to stay true to him. 

They are just rings.  It isn’t like there is some magical power in them.  It isn’t like they are commanded in the Bible to wear them.  It isn’t like on the days that I forget to wear them (because they are a little too big) I am any less married to him.  They are just rings.  A symbol of my dedication to the life that I have started with my husband and the one I continue to lead.  The two rings that adorn my second finger on my left hand are rings that he chose to show his love to me.

My older sister gave me this beautiful cross necklace for my high school graduation.  It is silver and loopy and totally my style.  For far too long it has sat in my jewelry box.  I used to wear it every day and it would start up great conversations.  People would see it and then know that I was a Christian.  I always thought that there was an actual verse that stated “and they will know we are Christians by our love.”  There actually isn’t, but it is a great song!!!  The Bible does tell us that we are the bride of Christ and that the church is to be the bridegroom of Christ and that that church isn’t the actual building, but instead is us, the people.  But there is nothing in the Bible that specifically says that we have to wear something dedicating our lives to Christ.  We are to make a public profession of faith and be baptized to where the old is gone and the new will come – but it never says – put on this specific necklace. 

This morning I went and dug out my little, delicate, cross necklace and let it adorn my neck once again.  I don’t plan on taking it off.  What a symbol of love!!!  Every time that I look at my rings I remember the day that my husband planned out his proposal and our wedding with all its little quirks and mistakes.  I think about our great life that we have together, even though it isn’t always perfect and we do not always get along.  Every time I look at my cross necklace or feel it around my neck or go to fiddle with it, I will be reminded of Christ’s sacrifice for me and his death on the cross so that I may live. 

Christ died for me so that I could have eternal life.  I am not saying that everyone needs to go around wearing a cross necklace, but if we all put something on, or something in our lives that reminds us of Christ daily, then how much more likely are we to follow him that day?  It is like when you drive around with the cross on your car or that little fish symbol- you are less likely to go cut someone off or give them the finger because you know that you have that symbol on your car. 

So not only will it keep me accountable, not only will I show people that I am a Christian by my love, but it will also show them, if they had any question, that I choose to be a Christian daily by wearing my little cross necklace.

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  1. MindyJune 17, 2011 at 9:07 AM

    Great blog! It's so logical, wearing a cross to let others know we believe & also to hold us a accountable because we are "representing" Him. Maybe if someone were to have a question they would see us as a beacon, someone to come to, to ask about God.

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