Our wedding day started out perfectly as my fiancé sent me pictures of himself tearing up while reading the letter I wrote to him as his wedding gift. Which was not a surprise since he cried all during the rehearsal dinner the night before. I began getting ready while sipping coffee, chatting with all of my sisters, and getting pampered while they worked on my hair and makeup. I knew things were probably going crazy in the venue as my mother and future-mother-in-law were finishing up decorations as people were arriving. At that point it didn’t matter to me what the tables looked like or even if there was enough food. I was dying of anticipation waiting to see my future husband. When we had our first look he cried, of course. I can always count on him to tell me that I’m beautiful and to really appreciate it when I get dolled up.
After that the anticipation was even worse, as I waited to walk down the aisle and marry the man that God had picked out for me. Being in front of people is not my favorite thing, so it seemed really scary. Once I started down the aisle with my father beside me and saw my fiancé balling like a baby, I didn’t even notice the other people around me. As the ceremony went on I couldn’t stop thinking about how lucky I was to marry such a God-fearing man, and how happy I was that everyone got to see how much we love each other. The ceremony was perfect, not because everything was set up just right or because my dress was “the one”, but because My husband and I got to confess our love to each other and show everyone the love that can come when you follow Christ. Not everything went perfectly smooth, but I wouldn’t change that day if I could. There was so much joy, laughter, and love shown that day. Our prayers were answered and the day was all focused on God, not us.
Our amazing photography and videography are done by Amy Hutchinson Photography! http://amy-hutchinson.com