It’s been quite daunting to start writing this blog. That is why for my first post I decided to blog about something I personally can testify to and know about. I once heard someone say that it’s impossible to determine the size of something if it can’t be compared to another known object. This is profound for me, as I realize that this story is extremely finite compared to an infinite God. It is, however, my pleasure to tell it to you. I got married in April 2015 on a farm near Parys in the Free State. It’s not only been a place where I found my one true love, Jesus Christ, but it has also been the place where I met my husband, Raymond.
We got married in an old horse arena under magnificent trees, covering the whole area with shade. Describing the beauty of the day is not my purpose for this post, however, I do feel that it is necessary to give you a glimpse of how God plans a wedding. Not only have we been amazed by the beauty of the final product of the venue, but we have been blown away by the love and service of every person who worked their fingers to the bone to get it in the shape it was. All of our guests had to walk through a bit of unkempt nature before arriving at the reception space, which has been turned into an open air, star-filled ballroom. But besides all that, the real story is that when a wedding gets left in God’s hand, it turns out to be so much more than just that. I’ve not been the type of girl who planned my wedding since the age of 5, which I think made way for a lot of changes to the traditional wedding style. Since Raymond asked me to marry him in February, we knew that it would not be a long engagement. It’s been amusing to see people’s reaction to our announcement of wanting to marry 66 days later, we even had a “congratulations with the baby” message which I still find hilarious.
I think the thing is, planning a wedding was just not my be all end all. I had to remind myself every day that this is not about me, but everything is about Jesus. The question I irritated myself with how can we as an engaged couple be the light of Christ through the planning of this wedding? And having that in the back of my mind, changed everything. We knew that all the pretty flowers, dresses and decor will never be able to compare with the covenant love of our heavenly Father, which is the only desire of our hearts. It sounds all holy now, but to be honest it’s been tough to keep that in mind when the world tells you to be a bridezilla because “your most important day” has now come. Only to realize that my most important day has already come, and that is the day I made the decision to follow Jesus fearlessly and needing him desperately.
Raymond and I decided to have our wedding photos taken by a girl I found out about while I was still a pipsqueack. I can not even begin to tell how Hanri has blessed us in every possible way, and made me feel like I was her best friend even though we never even met before. And it’s been at that exact moment when God also started directing my heart towards photography, which is where I find myself today. Putting that aside, God ordained for our wedding to be perfectly calm and joyful, and allowing us to celebrate the special day with our loved ones.
God has written our love story with His very own hands, and I am one lucky girl to have married a person He is especially fond of. I can write books of how my heavenly Father has made the two of us to fit so perfectly, but I would rather put it in the words of Tim Keller:
“Within the Christian vision of marriage, here’s what it means to fall in love. It is to look at another person and get a glimpse of what God is creating and say, “I see who God is making you, and it excites me! I want to be a part of that. I want to partner with you and God in the journey you are taking to His throne. And when we get there, I will look at your magnificence and say, ‘I always knew you could be like this. I got glimpses of it on earth, but now look at you!”
If you are reading this post and you were there, I want to thank you for supporting us, and encourage you to ask God for His guidance in your own life, allowing Him to write His own love story for you.