My favorite movie of all time is the Princess Bride. I mean…it has it all…romance, adventure, humor, …the works. I guess part of me has always hoped my life would be a little bit like the Princess Bride.

Anyways, to continue quoting it, “Mawage. Mawage is what bwings us togetha, today. Mawage that bwessed awangement, a dweam wifin a dweam.”

The reason I was thinking about this quote was because I had the privilege of seeing one of my lovely friends, Ginny, get married today. She was stunning and glowing, and the entire ceremony just fit her personality perfectly.

But I’m not going to lie…sometimes, I hate weddings. I have six this summer. Yeah, that’s right…six. And sometimes, weddings bring to light that part of me that I don’t want the world to know exists. We all have them…those ugly parts of our hidden selves that we think we can keep in the dark. Those parts that make us think things in our head that we know that if we said them out loud people would judge us, or probably not want to be our friend anymore. Those parts that make us feel less of ourselves, but at the same time that we choose to hold on to. On wedding days, I don’t want to own that part of me that feels bitterness or resentment toward these people who are so happy to start their new lives together.

But today at Ginny’s wedding, as I watched her walk down the aisle, I couldn’t help but turn and look at Dan, her now-husband, because, like the girl in 27 Dresses, I love to see the happy, goofy look on the groom’s face. Seeing the way that Dan looked at Ginny was enough to wipe away any bitterness I felt in this moment.

I couldn’t help but be happy. Because like Ginny and Dan committed to accept each other today, every day, for better or for worse…Christ looks at me like that every day, for better or for worse, in all of my bitterness, self-doubt, envy, pride, and deceit. He sees all my mistakes and frustrations and shortcomings…all of those dark parts of myself that I try to keep hidden, and still he sees me as his bride. Beautiful, and blameless.

And I couldn’t be more thankful for that.


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