Friday, April 24, 2009

May God Send Angels to Guard the Door

In 49 days, 6 hours, 59 minutes, and 24 seconds (from the start of this post), I will marry my best friend and the love of my life. Not too long ago, I was listening to some of the music that's going to be played at the wedding. I started picturing the whole thing and started crying. I'm probably going to be a mess walking down the aisle. Now, I'm not a very emotional person (at least compared to my mother). I've never been one to cry when I'm happy, but when I think about my wedding day and marrying Bradley, I can just start crying at the thought of it. A happy kind of cry of coarse :) I still can't believe I found someone that loves me for exactly who I am and who wants to spend everyday of his future with me. He trusts me enough to give me his heart and to one day be a mommy to his babies. He wants to share the joys of life with me, and that makes me a very happy woman. I know that marriage is not always happy, go lucky. There are going to be many hardships and times when it seems like moving forward is near impossible, but I know we will work through whatever life throws at us because that's what marriage is about. It's about going through life together and loving each other through every moment- good, bad, or ugly.

With that said, my cousins are getting a divorce- or so they say. This isn't the first divorce I've known of. It's just the first one that really shocked me. Most of the time, I can see them coming. But this one- I feel affected by it. I don't want to say names, so let's call the couple Bill and Sue. Well, Sue is my cousin. I adore her so much and have always looked up to her. Bill is her husband, and for as long as I remember, he has been around. I adore him almost as much and look up to him in the very same way. I don't remember a time when it was just Bill and it was just Sue. It has always been Bill and Sue. They're wedding was one of those fairytale weddings- not only because it was beautiful, but it felt like it was meant to be. It hasn't even been five years, and their marriage is already falling apart. I don't know any details, and if I did, I surely wouldn't write them on here for my 5 readers to see. I just really feel saddened by it all. I love both of them so much, and I don't want to choose sides. I also don't want Sue to be upset if I continue talking to Bill and continue seeing him as part of the family. I also wonder how two people can love each other so much, and in just a few years, it's over. I know that it is their choice, and I really can't do anything about it.

But my marriage is my choice. And when I say I do, it will not just be a pair of words, it will mean that I will stand by my husband through everything and through everything I will love him always and forever.

Below is a song that we are having played as everyone leaves the wedding ceremony.

Love is Not a Fight

Love is not a place
To come and go as we please
It’s a house we enter in
And then commit to never leave

Lock the door behind you
Throw away the key
We’ll work it out together
Let it bring us to our knees

Love is a shelter in the raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
If we try to leave,
may God send His angels to guard the door

No, love is not a fight
but it’s something worth fighting for

To some, love is a word
That they can fall into
But when they’re falling out
Keeping that word is hard to do

Love will come to save us
If we’ll only call
He will ask nothing of us
But demand we give our all

I will fight for you
Would you fight for me?
It’s worth fighting for

"I learned through a fight that Love is not a battle. It isn’t angry. It isn’t a fight, but it is something worth fighting for. I want to be fighting for my wife, not fighting with her. Christ is the ultimate example of what it means to fight for love. He accepted blame that wasn’t His, and gave His life for the ones He loved. I want to follow His lead and exhaust myself for Love. I hope the song encourages everyone that hears it to fight for Love. I have received story after story of how the song is at work in people’s lives. I pray it continues to do its work."
Warren Barfield, writer of Love is Not a Fight