I wrote this post on my personal blog 15 days after my wedding, but think about the story all the time. It’s amazing the way God shows up when I pay attention. And the more attention I pay to Him and His provision, the more I am thankful. And the more I am thankful, the more I desire to draw nearer to Him. And the more I draw nearer to Him, the more He shows up. Here’s one of my favorite examples:
I have wanted to write this post and publish it since the morning after my wedding while I waited at the airport, but, as you could probably guess, life kept happening and there just wasn’t a long enough break between each wave. So, like a good storm, I’ve been brewing this story slowly, so as not to forget the important details (maybe it’s a woman thing, but the details are important!). But now it’s time for the clouds to break and let the story pour out; this is the story of how God showed up at my wedding.
The week-of, I checked the weather forecast incessantly. There was a 40% chance of rain on Saturday, but it was supposed to end by 5pm–or so we prayed. And, let me tell you, there were A LOT of people praying for the weather the week of my wedding (thank you to all of you for your prayers!). Since my wedding was planned to be held outdoors and there was only a fairly small indoor option that would make my wedding the lamest party ever, I was a nervous wreck. But there was literally nothing I could do about the weather, so I just had to go with the flow.
On the morning of our big day, I woke up naturally at 6am and helped my parents load up all the wedding stuff in our cars. I left for the venue first and arrived around the same time as Justin. I skipped up to him, he wrapped his arms around me and we both just couldn’t hold back our joy… the day was finally here and the sky was cloudless and blue! Then, almost like he wasn’t surprised, Justin told me how, because of traffic and big accident on 610, he had to take a detour that led across railroad tracks–a way he would have never gone– and what he saw as he crossed them:
“You know those signs on railroad tracks where there are noise ordinances that say ‘NO TRAIN HORN’? Well, I passed over railroad tracks on a detour and there was one of those signs, but every letter was missing except ‘NO RAIN’!” And he wasn’t kidding.
We decorated, set up chairs and tables and did a quick rehearsal before we left to go back to the hotel. Before we got to rest, though, I went with my two [almost] new sisters-in-law to Central Market to buy flowers for Heather–big sis in law–to make mine and the bridesmaids’ bouquets, which turned out gorgeous! At this point, I was physically drained and running on pre-wedding nerves. But, like I was going through my typical morning routine, I just ignored everything else and did the one thing I had left to do: get ready.
With my hair and make-up done about an hour and a half before the wedding, I got my dress on and took my bridal pictures inside the hotel room, just by the hotel window. As I posed for photo after photo, there were more and more clouds in the sky that turned more and more gray until, finally, heaven’s dam broke. I stood there, looking out the window, silently telling God I still trusted Him, that I still believed it wouldn’t rain during my wedding.
It was a torrential downpour for about 45 minutes and then the rain kept lightning up until 5pm. I sat in the car with my younger sister-in-law, Taylor, right up until it was time for me to walk down the aisle. She got out first with an umbrella to get in the bridesmaids line-up; then my dad came out and got me, holding an umbrella over the two of us. But we all quickly realized, the rain had stopped. Not even the slightest sprinkle was felt. Before I knew it, it was time to walk down the aisle toward my best friend… and then we were married! And we partied the night away with the all of our closest friends and family!
Really, it was such a silly thing to worry over and pray consistently about, but God provides even for the silly things. Just like the good Dad He is, He wanted His precious daughter to know He was there and He’d been listening to every little prayer. After all was said and done, not a drop of rain fell on my wedding. He proved His faithfulness again and again throughout the engagement and has continuously throughout the beginnings of our marriage. We were engaged as recent graduates without a plan; today, I’m writing this from the comfort of our almost-completely-decorated apartment, both of us with jobs we are proud of and more than enough to make ends meet.
I know things will be hard at times. I don’t doubt we’ll struggle financially or emotionally or with life in general sometimes. There will certainly be times where I get just as stressed as I did about this wedding, if not more. But I believe, now more than ever, that no matter how many storm clouds may gather, God will make sure that NO RAIN will ruin a thing.
Written By: Christie Walker,
Cypress UMC Communication Department