It was a beautiful ceremony and naturally, the bride was breathtakingly beautiful. She glowed just as she should. As I surveyed the scene, I couldn't help but feel both joy and sorrow. I had watched the stresses of wedding planning throughout the year and knew they would all be glad at their culmination but sad to see this time of gaiety end. I watched as parents made their hearts bid them farewell as they began this new journey of their lives together. Families were chatting and merriment was in abundance. But even now, the transition weighs heavy on us all. Of course, transition is just another way of making change sound more appealing. But it is change. That element of our lives that we wish to avoid and yet somehow manage to face headlong at every bend in the road.
Change can excite our imaginations, entice our sense of adventure, and captivate our longing hearts. Change is that strange creature that prevents stagnation and compels us to search deep within our beings for something we believe does not exist. I love change. I love it because it presents me with a challenge that I know must be overcome. For if I do not overcome it, then I will never know what lies beyond the challenge. And it is what lies beyond that we are all desperate too see. I know that the One who made me has intricately designed each of the changes that he places in my life to produce something in me necessary for completely the next task and necessary for knowing him more. It is this knowing him more that I am so hungry for. And aren't we all? Do we not all long for more? Are any of us ever satisfied? I know I am not. That is what I love about Him. He creates a being in which there is an insatiable desire for more to compliment the greatest conceivable being that can both satisfy and create further desire with a mere breath. What a being we serve!
His eyes are never far from me...not ever. While caught in the air of wedded bliss, I met a charming couple. As we got to know one another throughout the week, El Shaddai did something wonderful. I found myself so encouraged by His movement in their lives and the powerful work of his hand. I was just preparing to leave when they shared that they wanted to support me while in Spain. It certainly was a surprise to me. I found myself thinking all the more, "I know nothing of the One I serve."
Thank you, Father for pursuing me and lovingly watching me from afar...and near.
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