Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation

Dad told me to breathe as we waited in the lobby of St. Paul’s Lutheran Church. I giggled nervously and tried to breathe and clutched my bouquet even tighter.

O my soul, praise him for he is thy health and salvation
All ye who hear, now to his temple draw near

Heads were silhouetted in the windows; I could see them waiting in rows. All these people came to share our day. Wooden pews filled with glory, clouds of witnesses.

Praise him in glad adoration

I walked down the aisle after my girls and my father gave me away, trusting his little girl to the care of a man with tears and love in his eyes.

Praise to the Lord, who over all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth

Tim lead us in our vows and we promised to love and cherish and honor. We said I do and I kissed you, my husband, in front of all those people. And we wear rings, reminding the world and ourselves that you, me, we belong to another.

Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been
granted in what he ordaineth?

I live with you and sleep rolled up next to you and we need a king bed. I need to learn to get up earlier and you get sleepy and it’s a good thing that mercies are new every morning because Lord knows we need them.

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.

The days pass and we fill them with laughter and laundry and jobs and our apple products and hopping and snuggles and learning to love and serve each other.

Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.

Your faith challenges me, your patience is unending and you have nothing but grace for me. You’re my most faithful encourager. You believe there’s nothing I can’t do and when I fail, you love me anyway. You show me Jesus everyday.

Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore him
All that hath life and breath
Come now with praises before him
Let the amen sound from his people again
Gladly for aye we adore him

366 days later, I love you. I cherish you. I honor you. You’re my absolute most favorite. Amen.

*Leap year.

2 thoughts on “366*

  1. Common pater

    I’m not sure you were actually giggling… that requires oxygen! Happy anniversary, sweetie… and you too, buddy! :c) XOXOXO… Kdad

  2. Pingback: What I’m Into / November 2014 | Team Wastell

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