The Wedding by Susan L.

The morning's rain had stopped and the evening was clear and warm. The service was held outside in a sheltered glade. A few mosquitoes stood as witness to the exchange of vows. A true Canadian wedding. The bride was stunning, her dress simple yet elegant. The groom handsome and incredibly happy. It is a second chance for both so their combined almost grown up children stood in attendance. They all beamed with joy at their parents' union. The girls wore flowing gowns in shades of green. The boys' tuxes were accented by soft green paisley ties. It sure stirred up my heart. Questions and hopes, joy for the couple, a smattering of prayer for my own life. The realization of just now deep my own marital wounds run. Still. After all these years. I'm not angry. I hope I'm not bitter. Just sad. Lord? Your will be done. I realized, too, that there is a big and busy world out there as I listened to conversations: travel, cruises, jobs, business, goals..It helped me recognize the simplicity of my own life even more. The frog from yesterday still brings a smile. "Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I concern myself with great matters, nor with things too profound for me." Ps 131:1