Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
How Beautiful: A God Sized Love Story
It seemed like another typical Saturday afternoon in the wedding gown industry. The store was filled with the hustle and bustle of busy consultants tending to blushing brides-to-be. Families were gathered discussing wedding details and trying to envision their loved ones walking down the isle to say “I do” in the particular dress they were modeling.
As I was tending to a customer, I heard my name called over the intercom. This was my cue to excuse myself and walk to the front to be introduced to a new bride. As I walked to the welcoming desk, I wondered what type of Bride I was about to meet. Was she going to be excited? Did she know exactly what she wanted? Was her family with her? Was she a nervous bride? As I arrived at the welcome desk, the customer service representative told me that my Bride was shopping for her sister in Romania. She was the same size as her sister and would need to try on different dresses. The CSR pointed to a girl sitting on the couch. I took her paper work and began to walk over.
I walked over to the green leather couch in our sitting area and plopped myself down in front of the Romanian sister of the Bride. I noticed a man sitting beside her, who glanced up from his book to acknowledge my presence; he politely smiled then looked back down at his book. He seemed to feel somewhat out of place in the room full of women. Most men do. Sitting to next to him was the sister-of-the-Romanian Bride. Amelia was petite with dark brown hair accented with golden highlights. She was quite beautiful. Amelia looked up from the catalog and smiled warmly at me. The two of us began to chat about her sister’s wedding in Romania. Amelia spoke with perfect English and a heavy Romanian accent. I enjoyed hearing her talk.
After I had gotten an idea of what kind of dresses she liked, I left to prepare her room with the proper undergarments for a bridal gown. After the dressing room was prepared, Amelia walked back to the dressing room and the two of us began the process of finding Amelia’s sister’s dream dress. It is customary for consultants to ask questions and talk to the brides so that we may first get to know them and second gain an idea of what kind of dress they might like. This comes natural to me because I love to hear the different stories of how brides meet their fiancés. For Amelia, I wanted to know about her Romanian sister. She told me that her sister was recently engaged and trusted Amelia’s fashion sense. Choices are limited in Romania. Amelia told me that she was married to the man sitting on the couch. Amelia and her husband were wed a couple of years ago and her sister in Romania loved Amelia’s wedding gown. They had tried to get permission for her sister to leave the country to come to America to shop, but they were not granted approval. So Amelia had the responsibility of picking her sisters wedding gown.
I now had Amelia dressed in her first wedding gown choice. She took a quick glance in the mirror; her face was glowing with delight. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had a flashback to her own wedding day. I asked her if she would like to go show her husband. She smiled and nodded eagerly. As we walked around the corner, Dan looked up from the book and watched his Bride as she walked toward him. His face was filled with delight and awe as he watched his Bride model the wedding gown. I could tell that he was thinking about the day he wed his bride because he had the same look every groom has on his face when they see their bride for the first time. The groom’s facial expression the moment he sees his bride is my favorite part of a wedding. Dan looked lovingly at his wife; as Amelia and I discussed the details of the dress. She was glowing.
We then decided to try another gown. As I was helping her dress in the second gown, I took this time to get to know her. I asked what brought her to America. She answered, “My husband.” From that moment she had me intrigued. “Well how did you meet your husband?” She responded. “I met him when I was only fifteen. Have you ever heard of something called mission trip?” she said in a heavy Romanian accent. I smiled and shared with her that I was also a believer. She continued, “My husband came over on a mission trip when I was fifteen. I could not speak English and he could not speak Romanian. We first spoke through a friend who translated. My friend did not know much English herself! After he left, we kept in touch over the years and I learned English. I came to America and worked as an au pair. After awhile we were married.” As I zipped up the wedding gown, I stood in awe of how God worked in the love story of his children, bringing two people together that lived nations apart.
What a beautiful love story! We too, are living in the midst of a beautiful love story. The tapestry of God’s word paints a beautiful picture of marriage. The scripture in Ephesians 5:21-30 teaches us that a marriage covenant reflects the relationship of Christ and the Church. The wife is to submit to the husband, as the church is to submit to Christ. Husbands are to love the wife as “Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.”
We see God’s love for the nations through Christ’s mandate in Matthew 28:19-20, “Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
Amelia and Dan’s story is a reflection of God’s love for the church and the nations. Like Dan and Amelia, we too have a translator or in better words one who speaks on our behalf, his name is Christ. Dan went to Amelia to share the gospel. God sent his son Jesus to be the gospel for us. Dan and Amelia kept in touch over the years. God sent his Holy Spirit in Acts chapter 2 so that we might have continual communication with the Father. Amelia learned English. We study God’s word so that we may know him better. “My son, pay attention to what I say; listen closely to my words” Proverbs 4:20. Dan and Amelia were joined in marriage. We are joined with Christ through salvation (1 Corinthians 6:17). Dan went across an ocean to meet his Bride. God sends his disciples across the ocean or across the street to share the love of Christ. How Beautiful!
Hebrews 10:15 “As it is written, How beautiful are the feet of those who share the good news!”
Friday, May 22, 2009
One of These Things is Not Like the Other!

One of these things just doesn't belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?
Did you guess which thing was not like the others?
Did you guess which thing just doesn't belong?
If you guessed this one is not like the others,
Then you're absolutely...right!

Thursday, May 7, 2009
One Hot Mama!
So many of these people represent our children, our mothers, our fathers, our sister, our brother, our aunt, our uncle, niece, nephew, cousin, friend, or co-worker. People we love.
One relationship that is resonating most in my heart is that of a mother and the longing of the salvation of her child. I have watched many-a-woman in our ministry, and others I have met along the way, who have been broken over the wayward lost-ness of her child. As a young lady, who looks forward to one day holding an infant of my very own in my arms, I already ache for the salvation of my children. I long for them to know, love, and serve Christ. Even now as my children are but a glimmer in my eye; I pray for their salvation.
Go to 1 Samuel Chapter 1.
Stop! Do not pass Go! Do not collect $200! Read this passage first! I will even help you find it. Go get your Bible. It may be in the car (I hope not). It may be beside your bed, or your favorite chair.
Open It! Go past Genesis, Exodus, and Numbers, skip a few, Judges, Ruth, then you made it
Okay! Don’t shoot me! I wanted you to see a mother’s love for her child written in the text. Thanks to the preacher in chapel this morning, I got to see this for myself as well.
Read vs. 27 and 28. “For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition that I made to him. Therefore I have lent him to the Lord. As long as he lives, he is lent to the Lord.”
Hannah gave her only son to the Lord. I believe Hannah’s desire to have a son was out of motivation to better the Kingdom of God.
My mother has always told me that she gave me to the Lord as a baby. I want to pause for a moment with gratitude in my heart for her. I firmly believe that I am the woman I am today because of that decision she made almost 24 years ago. Praise God!
There is nothing like a love of a mother for her child. It can not be described. At this time in my life, I am on the receiving end of this love. I have a memory of my mother that warms my heart; when I was a small girl she used to rock me in this old cricket-y rocking chair. I am not sure from where the rocking chair came. It is all wood with a dark mahogany stain. The rocking chair must have been handed down from one of our family members because it is about to fall apart. You could tell many a baby/child has been rocked in this rocking chair. It would make this distinct creeky noise each time she rocked me back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. She would sometimes sing to me the song, “You are my Sunshine.” Other times she might have read to me; probably our favorite book “Love you Forever” by Robert Munsch. It is a book about a mother’s love for her son. She would sneak into his room at night and rock him. In the book, she would sing "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living my baby you'll be." I know as long as I am living I will always be my mothers baby. I could imagine Hannah rocking her beloved son, maybe even saying these words. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as your living the Lord's you will be."

Sunday, May 3, 2009
Insomnia Brings You a New Blog!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Holy Smokes Ladies!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Please Excuse our Mess!
Love you ALL!
Bonnie