Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The Wedding

I am having a hard time writing this blog.  I don't know where to start. We were all worried about the weather effecting the wedding. My Mother-in-Law called earlier in the week predicting snow. But, God worked a miracle and we had a beautiful day for a wedding. As we entered the church, it was all a buzz with activity. The groomsmen in one area and the bridesmaids in another. The boys looked so handsome all dressed up in their tuxes. As I looked at the boys, I couldn't believe how grown up they had become. (When did that happen?) I fixed Brent's collar and tie and realized this would be the last time I would need to do this. Someone else would be taking my place. (Where had the time gone?)

I headed to see the bride. I wanted to see the woman that would be taking care of my son. (Could she do it as well as me?) As I entered the room, there were dresses and makeup all over the place. Girls in a dither getting ready for the big day. But as I looked at Caroline, I saw a sweet sense of confidence and peace.  She gave me that wonderful smile to let me know she had this under control.

The clock kept ticking. Almost time to start. Did everyone look OK? Is my slip showing? Is there mascara under my eyes? And then it all faded away. The chapel doors were opened and the beautiful music flooded the foyer. The Grandparents and Parents were seated. I had just got my wits about me when out walked my husband with the most handsome groom I had ever seen following him. This mom's heart burst with pride.

When all was ready, the bells chimed throughout the chapel. The music began to play and the girls slowly made their way down the aisle. All of them a beautiful picture in their flowing cream colored dresses. Then I saw Big Papa's face light up as little man Gage awaited his turn. He was so brave as he began to make his way down the aisle, but when he noticed everyone looking at him, he took off in a dead run to the front of the chapel. His dad met him and took him out!!

At this point, the mother of the bride stood, and I knew it was time for Caroline to make her entrance. My eyes were not on the bride but on the groom as she stepped out. His face was all aglow. He only had eyes for her. She stepped into the chapel as the musician sang, 'Great is Thy faithfulness morning by morning new mercies I see, All I have needed, Thy hand hath provided; Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!' A realization hit me that our God had been faithful. We had prayed for this moment since Brent was a little boy. We prayed God would be preparing a Godly young women to be his helpmate in life. The Lord showed His faithfulness by providing one.

As the father of the bride gave her hand to the groom, these words were being sung, "Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder consider all the worlds thy hands have made. How Great thou art!" We had come to the time of commitment. Brent and Caroline looked at each other and repeated the vows that would bind their lives together. There was no wavering or hesitation just a calm assurance that this was God's plan. They light the unity candle and we parents join them on stage for a time of prayer. It was so touching.  As I made my way up the stairs Brent took my hand to help me up. We huddled with our kids with  heads bowed and arms holding on to each other as Brad (father of the bride) prayed. He prayed for Gods blessing on this new married couple and their future together.

We were seated. Tim pronounced them husband and wife. Then came the big kiss! As they turned to face the audience Tim had us bow for the final prayer. There was a long pause. You could have heard a pin drop you felt a hush go over the room when a beautiful male voice started singing the Lord's prayer. The words filled the room. The Holy Spirit settled on the chapel touching everyone present. As everyone looked up at the close of the prayer, Tim presented Mr. and Mrs. Brent Russell.

As they leave the reception that night, Brent helps Caroline into the car, turns to me, touches my arm to say, "love you mom!" He climbs into the car and drives away. My little boy had become a married man. He now has a family of his own. I praise God for giving him to me and I look forward to watching how God works through their lives.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Mother of the Groom

     The big day is right around the corner.  Brent and Caroline will walk down the isle in 4 days. As I sit here on this rainy day my mind swirls with nostalgia. I think of the baby that I fell in love with before they even put him in my arms.(All 9lbs 8oz. of him) I think of the little toddler who would raise his arms to me and say "My hold you."  I remember the day that he had his 5th grade graduation and we both sat in the front seat of the van crying because he would be leaving his elementary school to move to the Jr High. I remember cheering for him at his many sporting events. (In football it was "run Brent don't let that big guy catch you".) I remember my heart breaking as we went through his first broken heart. I remember the day Brent got in the car after baseball practice saying how sad he was because his friend wasn't a Christian. I asked how he knew this and he said that he had visited with everyone on the team. Realization hit me that day, my son has the gift of evangelism. I remember standing over his bed watching him sleep and praying for his protection after one of his best friends died unexpectedly from a contagious disease. I remember the stunts we would pull as we would ride together on the tube being pulled behind the boat. (Some of them were not very smart) I remember the day we dropped him off at college and I tried to put on a straight face but failed. I remember the day he told us that God had called him to preach. He asked why I wasn't excited for him and I told him I realized he would face difficult days in the future. I remember the pride I felt as his father and grandfather leaned over him in prayer at his ordination service. I remember the days that Caroline's name kept popping up. The realization that my boy was in love is a sweet thing. Tim and I have prayed for Brent to find a godly spouse for years and know that Caroline is an answer to that prayer.

As I hand my son over to another women Saturday, my heart will be full of memories from years past, filled with pride with the man he has become, and filled with great excitement to see what God will do with them in the future.

  Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh. Genesis 2:24