On Saturday I got to witness one of the most amazing things in my life. My little sister got married to the man that is perfect for her. Now that sounds like something that happens every weekend, and weddings do happen every weekend. This wedding though, it was really special to me for obvious reasons. My little sister, the one that I helped learn to color in the lines and helped play soccer with laundry baskets in the garage. The one that ate super glue when she was younger, got stuck on a bike seat in the garage and pulled a TV AND a dresser on top of herself. My baby sister who came to musicals with me and to church, and hung out with my friends and me by invitation. The little girl who I would dress to match even as a senior in high school. My baby sister dressed in a beautiful white dress, walked down that isle and committed herself for the rest of her life to the man that she has fallen in love with.
Needless to say if I am this much of a mess now, imagine what I will be like when my kids get married. I admit that I balled like a baby – in most pictures you will see me crying. (other than the pictures where they shoved HUGE pieces of cake in each other’s faces- that I was cracking up at!) I wasn’t crying because I was sad. I was crying because I was so happy, so proud, so excited for her. Crying is such a complex symbol of emotions. It shows pain, sadness, happiness, proudness, exhaustion, allergies… God made that reaction and it can be absolutely beautiful. Now once I let loose at the end of the night, it wasn’t so beautiful, but fortunately the reason for the tears was not mis-interpreted.
Every day we deal with a mess of emotions- good and bad. We are exhausted, happy, sad, mad, frustrated, happy again… I just thought that it was pretty neat that God made us that way. I know that I have used this verse before but… Matthew 6:23, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns; and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”
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