...... and I run down the aisle.

I am getting married. I mean, REALLY getting married.

34 days. Praise the Lord, and hurry it up March 13th.

As much as I want that glorious day to arrive, I have been a scaredy cat. Daniel and I have yet to find a place to live or jobs, regardless of our efforts. I have been saying that God will come through; He will "provide." Man, that word can be so redundant and so misunderstood. And as of late, distant. The disbelief in me, after all God has shown me since childhood, is shameful and embarrassing.

The past few days I have come out of the state of unbelief and really just started to have a peace about this. I have rediscovered the pursuit of God again; for the simple reason that He is God.

Something that Daniel and the mom-in-law-to-be have been saying for a while now is that God is going to provide for us in such an awesome, miraculous way that everyone around us who thinks we are crazy for getting married right now will see how great God is.

So that's what I have been praying for for the past week and a half, but my secret intentions for that prayer have been so that we will just be provided for. not necessarily for God's glory to be shown (man, I have a thick skull). And then a friend said something to me last Thursday night. He told me that he was just so excited for the wedding, which he has said on numerous occasions. But then he told me the reason why he is so excited; he has never seen two people who really love Jesus come together in this way.

Needless to say, my mind was blown. God is already drawing others to Himself through Daniel and I's engagement and upcoming marriage. He doesn't need to perform what our human condition would call a miracle, to do miracles, and to get His glory.

This marriage isn't about us. It's about the gospel. It's about love and hope and faith and victory. It's about glory.

God will take care of us.
He loves us.
Oh how He loves us.
People will see and hear.
And they will believe.


God will have His glory.