Posted on 06/08/2013 2:43:02 PM PDT by NYer
Since we’re in the middle of wedding season, now seems a good time to post this picture, which apparently caused a sensation when it first appeared online a few months ago. This blog post, by the bride, explains the story behind it: she and her groom holding hands in prayer moments before their wedding, trying not to catch a glimpse of each other before the ceremony:
Right around the corner sat my soon to be husband, I so was nervous he might see me yet secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of him. In my excited state I was the first to speak,
“Hi sweetie! We’re getting married today!”
“I know baby and I want to pray with you before we do.”
There we sat around the corner hand in hand, and together we bowed our heads. People were rushing about; the wedding coordinator directing people here and there, the photographers snapping photos and the bridal party enjoying each others company. Yet in that moment, in the quietness of our hearts and minds, my husband and I were alone in the presence of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
My husband prayed that God would bless our marriage, that through thick or thin together we would never lose hope in one another. That instead of focusing on each others imperfections we would always rely on Christ’s perfection. That we would wake up every day and chose to love one another not through our own strength but by the power of Christ’s perfect love.
With our hands clenched tightly to one another together we said “Amen”, both with shaky voice and just like that I was whisked away to blot the tears off my face and put on my veil.
Read it all. Share it with anyone you know who is about to get married, thinking of getting married, or even marking a wedding anniversary.
A couple weeks ago, my wife and I celebrated our 27th anniversary. We went to a steakhouse for dinner and the young waitress congratulated us. ”What’s your secret?,” she asked as she handed us our menus. ”Patience,” I replied, smiling. My wife quickly added, “And prayer.”
Yep. That about sums it up. The recipe for a successful marriage: patience and prayer. (And not necessarily in that order.)
Beautiful, ping!
Very nice. Daughter 2 marries a young man of God in exactly 2 weeks. I’ll share this with them.
This makes me so sad.
An adult child of mine, after 20 years of marriage, is considering the d word. She is the problem. He is getting counseling, she refuses to go.
He is heartbroken.
It takes two people to make a marriage work. One can’t carry it alone.
Beautiful is right! Thank you for posting this!
That’s lovely and inspirational, and that is also a lovely early Empire chest with a bonnet drawer. I judge it to be around 1830-40. It looks like original hardware too.
And it is work very rewarding work too
I’m sorry about your son’s family. My husband and I went to counseling last year, after 24 years of marriage. It got so ugly our counselor fired us ;-), but it was enough to start us working through issues that had been festering for way too long. We’re still working, but there’s been real change and I feel hopeful for the first time in at least a decade.
You’re right: both have to want to work at it. I’ll pray for your son!
Or, that could be a fold out Butler’s Desk in the center. I’ve seen them both ways.
In case you think I’m OT, consider that if this young couple taks care of their marriage with as much attention as the owners of that chest of drawers did, they should endure for a long time. Just like the chest of drawers, they should take special care to not bruise each other and to feed each others’ spirits with prayer and polish.
Beautiful!
Thank you for posting this.
PING!
It looks like they’re at a historic site of some sort. I wonder if they got married in the garden. That would be pretty. Many such places around here are wedding venues.
My best friend from high school had her reception at a historic house in Alexandria, VA. It was elegant, but there were many small rooms and it was hard to figure out what was going on. A waiter brought champagne by, so we drank ... but we couldn’t find any food, so we were getting silly. We heard music, but couldn’t figure out where it was coming from.
Then I asked my mother, “Do you want to go outside and have a cigarette?” and about ten people said, “Good idea!” and went to a courtyard. Eventually we had to go home, before Mom got too smashed to drive with no food to be found.
My point is something about going for looks rather than your guests’ comfort ;-).
I’m sorry.
Yes, it is sad...we (spouse and I) have been there...
Take heart, focus on and trust the Lord, and keep praying for her, for them. There are so many things we can’t do anything about, but then, we can and need to turn them over to our heavenly Father in the name of Jesus. God does bring good out of bad, and He also promises believers that He causes all things to work together for good to those who love God and are called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28).
My wife and I celebrate our first year of marriage in 29 days. This makes me tear up. I can’t imagine my life without her.
We attended a wedding at a “mansion” in CT about 10 years ago. The groom was Presbyterian and the bride was 1/2 Jewish and 1/2 Catholic. Don’t ask me what she practicde. So, the wedding was not in a church, but was set for a beautiful garden with flowers and white chairs.
All of a sudden, just before the weddinng march, employees of the venue rushed around and issued umbrellas to every one. The rain came down in buckets, the bride was drenched, and the presider ushered everyone back inside. The trouble was that there was no room inside that was suitable for exchanging vows where everyone could sit.
We perched on chairs, on the stairs, in adjoining rooms, etc. and the couple exchanged vows in an intimate setting. There were appetizers before dinner served in various rooms (we never did find the baron of beef), followed by a sit down dinner and cake and dancing. It was a memorable event.
The good news is that the couple is still married and have 2 beautiful children.
It is beautiful. That marriage will be blessed!
Memorable in its way, if not the fairy-tale scene they might have planned.
My wedding was blessed by a sleet storm and 10-degree temperature ... in San Antonio, Texas. “We’ve never been this cold!” was a common remark.
It’s become a running joke that our anniversary (Feb. 4) is the coldest day of the year, no matter where we live. It was even below zero once, in Middle Tennessee.
LOLOLOL! We were married in northern Illinois on Feb.7. We got snowed in on our honeymoon. If the best man’s wife hadn’t packed our uneaten chicken luncheons in my suitcase, we might have starved to death the first day of our marriage. We couldn’t get out of our Lake Geneva cottage and get the car started until 5 pm the following day! But, we’re still together (despite ups and downs) 54 years later.
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