"Ding, dong the bells are gonna chime!"

The past few days have been a flurry of phone calls, tissue paper flowers, and details, details, details. My kindred spirit, Taryn, is getting married next weekend, and I have the honor of being her maid of honor. Sometimes weddings seem overwhelming and crazy, but whenever I step back and think about her wedding, I smile at the beauty of it. A lovely wedding is appropriate for them.

As the bride she will wear white not merely because that is the tradition, but because she is truly pure--not perfect, but pure by the grace of Jesus.
As a couple they will enjoy their honeymoon in complete fullness. For that I am both proud and joyful.
When I stand beside her that day, I will smile with confidence that even if they face difficulties, they will overcome them, for this marriage is not contingent merely upon happiness, but on holiness, and from that holiness will bring joy unending.

Here's to Tim and Taryn, who desire God more than wealth, fame, or one another.

I decided this week to continue with this blog. No, I am not training for a marathon, or even planning on training for one. However, this last month I joined the YMCA and have enjoyed running again as well as Zumba and kickboxing. Alas, a few of my injuries remain (in the hip area), but the Lord has blessed me with the ability to exercise with minimal pain.

Much has happened in my life since I last posted, but more than anything, I am learning to trust Jesus with my heart, which I have not always done. So many times like a selfish and scared child I grabbed it from Him, ran to a corner and curled up in a ball yelling, "No! No! You can't have it!" And in the end I am the one who bruises it because I refused to let go--like a child squeezing, quite literally, the life out of a caterpiller or lightning bug because he "loves it."

Oh, how little I know and how faithful He is. Today I am learning to trust Him.