Thirteen years ago yesterday, Scott
and I stood before God and many witnesses to proclaim our love and commitment
to one another for the rest of our lives.
Fourteen years ago we met for the first time. I was a bridesmaid in my friend’s wedding and
Scott was the best man. Scott gave the
toast to our friends that night and I knew immediately he would be the one I
was going to marry. Driving home that
night, I literally almost got in a wreck I was so star struck. Scott on the other hand didn’t have a clue. When the groom asked Scott what he had done
to Alicia, Scott promptly replied: “Alicia who?”
I love to tell the story of how we
met, how God eventually revealed to Scott who I was, and how over the next year
God wove our hearts closer and closer together.
(There are so many other details to our story, but they will have to be
shared at another time. Or just come
over for some hot tea and we can talk!) But
as much as I thought I was in love thirteen years ago as I stood at the front
of the church dressed my best with all the planning coming to its culmination, nothing
compares to what is in my heart today. It
is not because our marriage mirrors a fairy tale or reflects a Hollywood
movie. No. It is much more than that.
