There are so many things.
It is incredibly difficult not to get caught up in the amount of things that need to be done.
Our old house is the wedding venue.
We moved 5 days ago and the venue kind of looks like a hurricane blew through
We have out of town guests coming to the wedding however their are no doors on the bedrooms. Oh. And there aren’t any beds either.
The ceremony will take place on the front porch. Here currently is the front porch except this picture was night before last. As of last night. The entire floor is gone.
There are so many details that go into a wedding. Ours isn’t the first wedding for goodness sake so I know it will be ok. They will still be married when it’s over. My attention to detail is in hyper drive right now. It’s how I roll and did I tell you, August 20th I have declared Charma Day? I’m checking out for the day. I can’t hardly wait. The wedding will be over and it will have been fabulous, Courtney and Justin will be on their honeymoon, Steve’s surgery will be over (more on that later) and hopefully the house will be in some semblance of order cause we just had a wedding.
When I woke up this morning, immediately “the list” comes to mind. What needs to be done today and why aren’t there more hours in the day? I reach over and check on my sleeping husband because there is so much stress in his life I make sure he’s still breathing. I pray for him. This life, this roller coaster ride is about to change. It’s been fun and I would not have changed a thing, but it’s time to get off. I want to ride on the lazy river for a while. After I push the list from my brain, the day of events is played over. Not my day but those in my life. I have a friend starting chemo today. So many new things in their life. Not fabulous, wonderful things but scary, terrifying things. Stop and pray for their day. People in my circle are looking for homes, selling homes, their marriages are not what they want it to be, there is sadness and heartache everywhere. Pray Charma. God’s got this. He knows the hairs on our heads, He loves us and has our stories already written. I know all this, without a doubt. However every day, sometimes every minute a reminder is needed.
I spoke to a friend this week and as her story unfolded she spoke of a transition with her son and how she used this time as an example of faith with another mother going through the same thing. Our stories matter. We live through things to have a testimony of how God got us through. I’m always amazed at His faithfulness.
So as this day starts and the list has now returned I will remember yesterday when Justin and I spoke of his vows he recently written. I was blown away that he asked me to read what he had written. Me. His almost Mom was able to read a little into his heart. His words were beautiful.
Today I will keep into perspective the real reason for the hard work, time and worry that goes into this wedding day. Not because the guest list has grown and we don’t have enough tables or chairs, not because I’m freaking out over the menu, not because the porch currently doesn’t have a floor and that’s where the bride needs to stand but because God has blessed our family so incredibly much. We are gaining a new son.
And my list will begin with prayer for my sweet friend and her family that will journey into chemo today. You can pray too. It’s easy. Let’s pray together.
Father God today is a big day in the lives of my friends. Please calm their nerves and as that healing medicine runs through her body today, be very present. Allow her to feel as if you are sitting right next to her. Give her the peace to know that you’ve got this. You love her more than anyone else. Allow those around her to be used as vessels for you. Be very present in her husband and in her children. Give them the strength they need in whatever situation that is. Bring people into their lives that can provide whatever it is they need. I ask all these things and so much more. I love you. Amen
well I gotta go and write down the list running through my head.
You all have a wonderful Thursday!
the girl listening to her husband and the dog snore.