10 days till the aisle!
joy, fear, excitement, anxiety, anticipation, friends, family, hopes, dreams, bridesmaids, groomsmen, flower girl, ring bearer, .... groom ... bride ... and all of these are my own thoughts and concerns as I consider walking down the aisle in 10 days. (don't let this picture mislead you; the wedding is not outside as South Carolina heat would not permit such an option even in late August)
And this isn't the aisle i walk as a bridesmaid; it's the one I walk as a bride.
Therefore all is intensified. all planning, thoughts, dreams, hopes, preparations. I will never walk this aisle the same way as I will walk it on a Saturday evening 10 days hence. This aisle (or rather the marriage covenant i will enter into at its end) will transform me from "Davis" to "Nelson", from "single" to "married," from "Miss" to "Mrs." Who will Heather Nelson be?
I cannot say. No one yet knows. It is strange to imagine this new name, this new identity, that will become mine by an act of God, the state, and the promises of a bride & a groom.
I will walk this aisle on my father's arm; and leave it on the arm of my husband. I will walk it as one of two...and leave it under the declaration of "the two shall become one...what God has joined together, let no one put asunder."
How not to be daunted by this aisle?
It is the face that awaits me at its end. That of my lover, the one who listens when I ramble on about the day's details, the man who loves me even when I am anything-but-loveable, my fiance...who will become my husband. It is my groom's face I will look for, be calmed by, delighted in, assured by. And even more so, the face of Christ that Seth reflects to me in 1000 ways. It is by the strength Christ will give us both that we can make such a covenant "till death do us part." Only in the face of Christ do fears, anxieties, and worries flee. Only in the presence of Christ as the ultimate officiant of this wedding ceremony do we dare make such promises to one another.
And this isn't the aisle i walk as a bridesmaid; it's the one I walk as a bride.
Therefore all is intensified. all planning, thoughts, dreams, hopes, preparations. I will never walk this aisle the same way as I will walk it on a Saturday evening 10 days hence. This aisle (or rather the marriage covenant i will enter into at its end) will transform me from "Davis" to "Nelson", from "single" to "married," from "Miss" to "Mrs." Who will Heather Nelson be?
I cannot say. No one yet knows. It is strange to imagine this new name, this new identity, that will become mine by an act of God, the state, and the promises of a bride & a groom.
I will walk this aisle on my father's arm; and leave it on the arm of my husband. I will walk it as one of two...and leave it under the declaration of "the two shall become one...what God has joined together, let no one put asunder."
How not to be daunted by this aisle?
It is the face that awaits me at its end. That of my lover, the one who listens when I ramble on about the day's details, the man who loves me even when I am anything-but-loveable, my fiance...who will become my husband. It is my groom's face I will look for, be calmed by, delighted in, assured by. And even more so, the face of Christ that Seth reflects to me in 1000 ways. It is by the strength Christ will give us both that we can make such a covenant "till death do us part." Only in the face of Christ do fears, anxieties, and worries flee. Only in the presence of Christ as the ultimate officiant of this wedding ceremony do we dare make such promises to one another.
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