Contemplation

I just read this blog post in my reader from GirlTalk and it made me think. Martin Luther just has a way with words. Now, the blog is about babies and parents so a little disclaimer here that I am not near having children so no conclusions to be hopped here.

But anyway, it's really talking about doing the everyday things with an eternal perspective. Of course, it takes a different route when talking about a child because they are eternal, but so is every person we come into contact with. Seeing that I do not have my own children, as I read this article I see the mundane as grocery shopping and talking to the greeter or the cashier or the stock boy; I see mundane as cleaning the house, folding clothes, washing dishes for my dear and wonderful husband; I see mundane as walking out of my apartment and passing my neighbor in the breezeway. When I look at all of these people as eternal, these seemingly mundane things become eternal as well. It is a privilege I have to come into contact with each person. It is a privilege to be able to love and serve my husband. It is what I don't deserve, just like my own salvation. Knowing all this, how much more should I do these mundane things with upward honor and adoration. In doing so, by His grace, those I come in contact with will see this upward-living.

Marriage

The wedding was beautiful. Perfect. Everything I could've dreamed of; the cool thing about it is that I didn't really have a whole lot of expectations for our wedding, but it exceeded anything I can think of. Our closest friends were there. We danced. We worshipped. We laughed. We cried. We did what friends do. I wouldn't change anything. And the most ironic thing about the whole day, it down-poured the entire morning; like it stormed. But it didn't matter once I got in the car and headed to the Grater house. Once I got in the car, I was taking the rest of the day one moment at a time. I inhaled each moment as deeply as I could and waited for the next to come before I breathed it in. Therefore, I enjoyed it. I remember it. It was so fast. I wanted it to just slow down a little bit, but it was perfect. I'm glad I'm married now; I'm glad we had a wedding; I'm glad I planned it well; I'm also glad I didn't freak out over little things; I had a few details that needed to happen but other than that, I really didn't want to be in charge. It made everything perfect. Goodness, I can't wait for the pictures and the video. So now for the fun part....life:)

Anyway, I'm married. The wedding was one day, but now I'm married every day. I love it. I love him. I love the Lord. Sometimes I have a hard time believing it's real; that the day has actually come and gone, but other days it's so joyous. Jared is such a joy to my heart; he's what I need. The Lord knew what I needed, and he gave it to me. A good Father always gives his children good gifts. His promises never fail; and they did not fail this time either. His Word is my life. It wakes me up and puts me to sleep-not saying I read it as diligently as I should, but it is the foundation of what I live for. It makes marriage possible.

Thank you Lord for a day

Thank you Lord for this day

Thank you Lord