This is the last FTCOMC for this year! We had our last MOPS meeting yesterday, so I’m done with the newsletter, and I’m taking the summer off. I’m actually hoping to get some of my articles published – that’s one of my projects for the summer. I’ll keep you posted.
I’m sure you’re already tired of hearing this story – especially if you attended Madison and Alana’s rehearsal dinner – but here it is again with a little different spin on it…
When I was growing up, I wanted a sister. The baby brother I had was a pest, and I decided he was no good. I wanted a sister – so much, in fact, that I would dress up my brother, Madison, like a girl, put bows in his hair, and play “house” or “school.” One day our dad walked into the room while I was painting Madison’s fingernails…and that was the end of dressing up. (I resorted to locking him in closets after that.) My parents never had any other kids, so I was stuck with my lousy baby brother.
Today I have a sister. My tortured and abused little brother married his long-time love, Alana, last weekend, and I am crazy about her. She is kind and sweet and thoughtful and funny, and I am so thankful that she has joined our crazy family!
Their outdoor wedding could not have been more perfect – the weather was gorgeous, everything fell into place without a hitch, and we all had such a great time. When she walked down to meet him, he was grinning from ear to ear, and she was positively beaming. I have never seen either of them so happy! When they later danced their first dance, the whole world disappeared, and they gazed and smiled at each other with tender love and affection…
SCREEEECH !! (I’d better put an end to all the cheesy love talk before someone throws up.)
But it was very sweet. I was thinking later about how the Bible tells us that the church (the entire body of believers) is the Bride of Christ, and that someday He will return for His bride, and we will be joined with Him in the ultimate wedding-to-end-all-weddings. Just as my brother joyfully received his bride, Jesus will receive you and me with even greater adoration and affection. Even now, He looks on us with tenderness and devotion we cannot comprehend.
Don’t you love how God gives us these little glimpses in our world to show us His heavenly truths? Just reading how much God loves you may sink in through the surface, but seeing a picture of love right in front of our eyes gives us greater understanding. Think about how much you love your kids – then realize how God is our Parent, and how perfectly and deeply He loves us! He is the Author of love; in fact, He is love itself. Look for Him in new ways, and bask in His adoring gaze upon you.