It’s the new year and the biggest change in my life has come in the form of a new marriage. What a most beautiful and humbling thing.
I shared a bit of our story in a recent e-newsletter…The couple who owns the house I’m renting would send Steven over from time to time to fix things. Each time we would have good conversations and I noticed he would always look me in the eyes as if what I had to say was important. We talked about our lives, our children, and the Lord. One day, Steven was busy replacing my back patio doors. I had plans for dinner and a movie with a girlfriend later that night. When she backed out last minute, I said out loud to my dog, “Well, Daisy, it looks like it’s just me and you tonight!” Without skipping a beat, Steven interjected, “I’d love to take you to a movie.” Somehow I felt God’s permission to go. And the rest is history. Early on, I had him listed as ‘Steven – repair guy’ in my phone. As our friendship grew, and he was so kind, attentive, and sensitive to my needs, I realized God was using him to do another kind of repair work in my heart, opening me up to love again. Aside from a six month stint or so, when God required me to let him go, we’ve been inseparable sharing a love of reading, writing, long talks, dog walks, and growing together in Christ. God has been a good Heavenly Husband to me. And now He is blessing me with an earth husband, my husband with a little “h”…I’m so thankful He’s letting me have this good man. I’ve loved a Carpenter for a long time, and now I get to love a carpenter, too!
Last month, we exchanged traditional vows as well as words we wrote ourselves, one to another. All I can say is I definitely should have worn the water-proof mascara. It was such a sweet, redemptive ceremony. A picture of God’s crazy, boundless grace. Undeserved, but ever on display one unseasonably warm Saturday in December. The day we became Mr. and Mrs.
Of course, there’s room for more healing in each of us, and each of our families, and for that we hope and pray, as we move into this next chapter of our story.
Perhaps it’s the Lord’s timing, I don’t know. But, while writing today I paused to check messages on Facebook. One came from a woman who’s sixteen year old daughter, Abigail, recently sang “Hello, God” at a competition (lovely job, lovely girl, they sent the video). She shared how the song became an anthem to her and her family. You see her daughter was born with multiple heart defects and the week after the competition she would be going in for open heart surgery to have them repaired. You can see her courageously fighting back the tears as she sings. This song became her prayer and her comfort. The line about there not being a broken heart He can’t repair really spoke to her. God used the song to remind her that He could fix her heart physically and emotionally. The song became the whole family’s prayer. Her surgery went beautifully and she now has an amazing testimony of God’s healing and provision during that time.
We go through hard stuff. We go through heart stuff. The Creator of our hearts is the Holder of our hearts and the Healer of the same. The miracle is, when His transforming love takes hold…
And a song rises from the ashes…
We will love Him, the One who first loved us
This is our Restoration Song. Literally. As I listen for my marching orders for 2017, it could very well end up on the next album.
I’ll close with a Scripture we had a friend and mentor read at the wedding. It comes from First Thessalonians, chapter five, verses twenty-three and twenty four…May God Himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through. May your whole spirit, soul, and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it.
Yay for honeymoon selfies.
Your friend, now completely spoken for…