Lesson From a New Bride
As I mentioned yesterday, my dear brother Jacob married our adorable friend, Destiny last Friday. I could fill pages of observations about my amazing brother, but since I was a bridesmaid I was with his bride for the wedding and all that led up to it. So I’m going to talk about her.
Destiny taught me something about being a godly wife before she even walked down the aisle, and that’s what I want to share with you today.
Moments before the wedding, after a frenzied day of preparations, everyone left the bride in her room with the four of us girls attending her. Along with me were my daughters Coco and Soleil, and the maid of honor, Destiny’s sister, Mariah.
The five of us stood brimming with excitement, trying not to wrinkle our dresses, and nervously patting our rained-on hair.
In that still, quiet moment, my thoughts turned to God and the smile he was surely giving us. “Let’s pray for Destiny,” I told the girls. We all laid careful hands on her most beautiful dress and each of us took turns asking God to bless not only the wedding, but the marriage to come.
When we finished, Destiny began to pray in her soft voice. She asked not for an awesome wedding or a trip-free walk down the aisle. Instead, she prayed for her husband-to-be and his family. She asked God that her ceremony would be a witness to those in the audience. Finally, she prayed that their marriage would be a ministry to others and honor God.
On the day when no one would blame her making it all about herself, this sweet girl turned the focus right onto Christ. If all wives woke up each morning and prayed that same prayer, how different would our lives be?
I try to keep a habit of asking God to show me daily what my husband needs from me. Too often, though, I forget. Instead I think of all the ways he could meet my needs.
There is no shortage of marriage books out there, and I am a huge fan of anything that helps me grow. At some point, though, instead of focusing in, we all need to look out and see who we can bless through our marriage. Besides our husbands, of course.
I’m not suggesting we stop trying to make our marriages better, healthier, godlier. I just want to share a reminder we could all use once in a while. Even the godliest of wives have their days. Or months, or seasons.
Ever since my new sister’s sweet words, I have been reminded to ask God not just to help me get through another day of being married, but to make my very marriage a ministry to others. To look beyond making it work for us and look to making it work for Jesus.