I have been religiously following and perusing wedding blogs
ever since I got engaged, it became an unhealthy obsession. It is my guilty
pleasure. I enjoyed looking at the beautiful, heavily-edited photographs, where
everyone is beaming with happiness that is full to the brim, all the pretty
details, with lace and ribbons and crystal champagne glasses. Cookies wrapped
in brown paper bags, billowy maids dresses, little flower girls with actual
flowers in their cute curly hair. Oh, bliss!
Soon, I noticed a trend. Nowadays, people want their wedding
to “reflects us” (the most overused phrase in wedding blog world). Blogs are
full of people injecting personality into their wedding, which is nice and all,
and is pretty much what we are trying to do as well. You want to go to a
wedding and be able to say, “oh it’s so you!”, and then giggle with the bride about
how beautiful everything is, over your third glass of champagne. Yet, the more I
scour those blogs, why do I get this strange feeling that some tries too hard
to be different or unique? Alas, the Avengers theme song for processional? Skeleton cake
topper? Are you kidding me? Or, maybe I am just being a bitch.
At one point it got sickening. People are so set into making
their wedding unforgettable, they forget what is important. Is not marriage
more important than the wedding? Is not what you promise at the altar more
important the dress and the flowers?
At the beginning, I did fall into the trap of worrying more
about how the reception is going to be. What colour theme should I pick? And oh,
what about the shoes, the jewellery? What should I use for the bonbonnieres? How
if people will get bored? Oh what should we do to make it interesting? However,
closer to the day, one night, when boo and I sat at KD’s couch and were asked
to think about our vows, the focus in my head changed.
The moment I realized, damn, what will I promise to this
man, in front of God and at least hundred fifty guests who will be there to
witness? This is the promise I will have to hold for the rest of my life. This is
serious shit. I would be someone’s wife in less than three weeks. I am no
longer just myself. Do I understand, what it means to be a wife? What a
marriage is?
My colourful flowers, cute postcards and the amazing box I have
been working on in the past weeks suddenly lost their importance. Sure, they
will still be there at the wedding, I worked so hard preparing them, it’s just,
they’re no longer the top of the priority list. There is only one question I keep
asking myself. Do I really understand what this means? Have I prepared myself,
mentally and spiritually, enough for this?
25 Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her 26 to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, 27 and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. 28 In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. 29 After all, no one ever hated their own body, but they feed and care for their body, just as Christ does the church— 30 for we are members of his body. 31 “For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.” 32 This is a profound mystery—but I am talking about Christ and the church. 33 However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.
Ephesians 5: 22-33
KD mentioned these verses last night. It’s not like I have
never heard them before, but back then when I was younger, I regard these
verses to be useful sometimes in the future, which was wrong, for if I did
understand these words much earlier, I would have known what to look for in
prospective relationships, right? Also, I would know what is required of me, in
order to be a wife that is pleasing in God’s eyes. This is His timely voice I need
to understand and learn from.
Obviously, I want to be a good wife, a great wife if I can! And of course, most importantly: a Godly one. I can see that it is not easy. I need that smack in the head, especially the submitting part. It is very hard for a strong headed girl like me to submit to anyone, including the authority of my husband-to-be. Add Proverbs 31 into the equation and I salute any lady who can come close to the amazing woman portrayed in it (and any man who can find such wife).
Obviously, I want to be a good wife, a great wife if I can! And of course, most importantly: a Godly one. I can see that it is not easy. I need that smack in the head, especially the submitting part. It is very hard for a strong headed girl like me to submit to anyone, including the authority of my husband-to-be. Add Proverbs 31 into the equation and I salute any lady who can come close to the amazing woman portrayed in it (and any man who can find such wife).
Well, I am as ready as I can be. Lord, the rest is in your
hands. Let this new beginning start in You.
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