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August 22, 2007
One Month and Counting
Wedding Invitation MadnessAugust 22. It’s starting to become a reality. In exactly one month we’ll be married. I suppose this warrants a break for blogging in the eye of the wedding storm? In fact, just for celebratory purposes, I just decided to take the day off work. We’re starting to feel the pressure of many loose ends and besides, it is good to stop and realign my spirit and mind with the reality of the event to come. It has been a multi-tasking cheetah’s sprint on speed since we got engaged – but I mean, let’s face it, even if we don’t find the perfect ribbon to wrap around the car antennas, who gives a rat’s bottom - I am going to become one with the man of my dreams!

Last night again, I think it is fair to say that neither of us was in the mood to chat with our pre-marital counselor friend in the States. We felt like vegging for once and watching a movie and eating pizza without a knife or a fork and letting it dribble down our mouths instead of facing our scheduled call. But again, the at times tense walk through our differing perspectives ended up being so helpful. Seems it were a sin to enjoy just being with one another given the fact that we don’t have a sound system for our wedding or even chairs to welcome our guests yet. Last night, this very gifted man of God helped us to refocus and encouraged us in our walk together, namely to never forget what it is like to enjoy each other’s presence - even as we face the ups and downs of our lives together.

Hike in SixtAlthough I was tired, this most loved girl on the planet lay wide-awake in her bed last night realizing the extraordinary gift straight from heaven named Andrew. Just like flipping through the photo album he gave to me on the top of the Salève, my mind viewed flashbacks of utter goodness anchored in my boy and husband to be. On one page I heard his amazing voice signing out in a jazz harmony impro to “Dancing in the Moonlight”. I then saw his bright smile and titanic heart as he served tea to some guests who yearned for love. On another page, I had to grin at the spiritual reading kit he prepared for me to read during my lunch break and the packed lunch he loves to prepare for me each morning.

I reflected on Andrew’s sacrifice of leaving comfort and familiarity to love on a girl named Esther, on the courage to dive into a foreign language and converse with the neighbors. I contemplated on his leadership skills and the countless prophecies spoken into his life and on the pure delight of being in relationship with a man who loves the Almighty God more than me, which in turn helps him to love me even more.

Although, I don’t deserve half of who my Andrew is, I think we’re ready to step into this wild adventure and learn to experience the most love, the most anger and the most intimacy I will ever know.

Bring on the “to do list” folks!