The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of
With one glance, can you guess where this image came from?
Father of the Bride. Steve Martin, Diane Keaton, Kimberly Williams, George Newbern, and Martin Short. I can not tell you how many times in my life I have watched this movie. I can probably quote the entire thing. This was the movie I based my wedding dreams on. This was the movie that I believed a wedding was supposed to be like.
My poor, poor parents.
Megan and I both did our Daddy/daughter dance to “The Way You Look Tonight” by Frank Sinatra because of this movie.
When Trey and I became engaged he was clueless about all things wedding, and everything that comes with planning one. I demanded that he watch our beloved flick, and then…
he understood. He caught on real quick. I was proud.
Last Saturday my sister got the wedding of her dreams. And most importantly, she married the man of her dreams. By the way, she was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.
There was a lot of love last weekend, people. Contagious, and almost exhausting. Wait. It was exhausting. Wonderfully exhausting.
Weddings are like a cold glass of ice tea (sweetened with Splenda, of course. Yes, I know it’s not good for you, but I like it.) on a hot summer’s day.
They are refreshing. They challenge me to take a step back and look at my own marriage, how I treat my husband, and the kind of wife that I am currently. Am I giving him the respect that I am called to give him? Am I patient with him? Am I thinking of serving him before I think about serving myself? Am I quick to forgive?
A lot of times the answer to these questions is “no”. Sigh. But, like I said, that’s what I like about weddings. Gives you time to really reflect on these things. You listen, pray, and with God’s (and only God’s) help you make changes. So thankful for His Grace. So very thankful.
Have you ever smelled a whiff of an old perfume you used to wear and it almost takes you back to the day you were wearing it and what you were doing? Oh, you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Men’s cologne is the same way. There are guys I went to high school with who will forever be pegged as Coolwater, Polo, Calvin Klein, etc.
Weddings kind of have this effect. They take you back to the day when you were making those vows. They serve as a sweet reminder of the love that you share with your one and only.
Bryan and Megan are a testament to God’s faithfulness, and the power of prayer. Both sets of parents have been praying since day 1 for their child’s spouse, and on Saturday we witnessed first hand how God has blessed many people through the union of two of His children.