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Wedding Wonder and Woes

Wonder: There is little I love more than being at the wedding of two people who love Jesus & each other deeply. (except maybe holding a baby) In the last two weeks, I have had the privilege of watching two of my closest friends from university marry men who adore them. I am unequivocally happy for them.
(sidenote, I just discovered that the word I have long believed to be unequivocably is actually unequivocally. Now that I have been corrected, so have you)


I am amazed by how two lives can be brought together in a myriad of ways. How people who are so different (or so similar) can be such an incredible blessing to one another. It amazes me to see people commit their lives to one another. To know what heartbreaks and struggles have occurred and will continue to occur. I have a deep respect for my friends who make relationships work. They are not easy.

Woes: There is little that makes me more aware of my singleness than a rash of weddings, engagements and new relationships. Standing today with my coworkers and friends (all of whom are married), I can't help but feeling that there is a disconnect between their lives and mine. It is never intentional, and rarely overt, but it is there. I don't want it to be there. I don't want their contentment to spur me to envy. I don't want to feel uptight when marriage-related conversations come around off-handedly.

The problem, I recognize, is not with them. It is with me. Weddings make me aware of my lack of contentment. Last summer, my friend Jen gave a fantastic talk on developing contentment wherever we are in life. For her, it's enjoying and loving her children and husband, with all the sacrifices they require of her. For me, it means being thankful for my singleness. The point, though, is that God has called us to the present. He has called us to thankfulness, to contentment, and to confidence in His goodness. And I now choose to accept my present as a gift (ha, ha...): a place of joy & privilege & freedom; or to reject it in favour of my preferred non-reality: a place where I would be joyful & blessed & free if my circumstances were different...

I want to choose the former*. Sometimes it's hard.
(endnote: I have friends who met at a wedding and are now married. How does this happen!? I never have an excuse to talk to the good-looking men at weddings. Or anywhere, for that matter.)

*for some reason, I always confuse former and latter. I have to refresh my memory every time.

Comments

shellieos said…
I'm with you on this one.
Mindy said…
Me too :)
nadine said…
Ditto.
Suzanne said…
Beth... thanks for your post. It was so grand to see you :)
Anonymous said…
Beth, you are a lovely lady, committed to Christ, and so super smart. On behalf of the men, let me tell you that you are a catch. I don't think you really know how many guys would be ecstatic to meet someone like you. You'll meet one of them soon, though, and he'll be lucky to have found you.

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