Humbled

I’ve had a little bit of time lately to reflect. To reflect where I’ve been and where I’m going.

To remember the hard days and to recall the days of victory.

You see… all I’ve ever wanted was to be a wife and a mother. Some call me old school… truly though;  I didn’t want to be just  a wife and a mom. I wanted to be the best wife and mom possible. There were days that I wondered if my dreams would ever come true. There were days that I wondered if any good guys were still out there.

When I reflect on all of the emotions tied to this, I’m reminded of a song: “My Story” by Big Daddy Weave. Go listen to it here if you can. It sums up “my story” to a tea. There’s a few catch phrases in there that should be in bold print. Like, “To tell you my story is to tell of Him”. So many of you know of the stories where He has showed up. Where He has intervened. Sometimes when I wanted Him to and sometimes when I didn’t. Nonetheless, it is HIS story. Not mine. He is doing the writing and I’m just following along.

After all, never in a million years would I have dreamed that I would be having a “Christmas” wedding. For years, my mom has wanted me to have a “Christmas” wedding. And for years I’ve told her I would NEVER get married at Christmas. Let alone in December. That puts a whole new spin on the saying, “Never say never”. If one more person tells me how nice it is that I’m having a Christmas wedding I am likely to blow a gasket.

However, I am humbled as I sit here at the wee hours of the morning finishing up the wedding plans while I play Christmas music in the background. You see... the irony in it all??? Christmas is my favorite time of year. And although I never even dreamed of getting married at Christmas, I am having the wedding of my dreams. But the funny thing is- as I was telling a friend the other day- I didn’t even know what my dream wedding was until it all started coming together. Every single detail has come together to a tea. And those of you that know me, know that to say I'm all up in the details would be an understatement. So you can imagine all of the details that have gone into this wedding. Most of you won’t even know the details put into each and every aspect. But I will. And my mom will. And He will. Because there is no doubt in my mind that He has orchestrated it all just how I wanted before I even knew what I wanted. Because there is no way I could have pulled it all off as smoothly as it has pulled off.

And, there is also no doubt in my mind that He has orchestrated all of the years leading up to this one. All the winding, bumpy, pothole-filled roads… I also know it will not be completely smooth sailing the rest of the way. In fact, the true journey has probably just begun. I am not sure what the future years will hold. But there’s one thing I do know: He has written the story thus far and He’s going to continue writing it. And I can’t wait to see where we go.

I am humbled and honored to have been chosen to become Mrs. Rogers this weekend.  Now off to get married.