Bring on the Crayons
The day has finally grown tired enough to begin settling into bed, and as the comfort of night peeks into the living room windows, I’m once again settled snuggly in front of the fireplace and Christmas tree. Poor Josiah is feeling under the weather and having some much needed quiet time at his apartment.
I really do not have any sort of wedding planning update; in fact, the only thing on my mind at the moment is how incredibly blessed I am! I have an amazing family and a collection of friends that anyone would be envious of, and to top it all off, I’m entering into another wonderful and Godly family!
One of my family’s dear friends has been spending this early evening with me and my mom, and she asked, “When was the first time you began to suspect that he was the one for you?” I stopped and sifted through all of the memories we’ve made within the last 10 months, remembering hints here and there, but I had to admit that one of the first things that really began to get me thinking that perhaps Josiah was “The One” was when we were just hanging out as friends, and we went to a burrito place downtown. When Josiah chose a table for us, he made sure to choose a table that had Crayola Crayons in a tin cup sitting on it. I told him, “I’m so glad you chose this table! I wanted one with Crayons!” He smiled sheepishly and said, “That’s why I chose this table. I knew you’d like that.” I drew nervously throughout dinner. :-) Later upon going back to the restaurant, we realized all of the tables had crayons hidden among their napkins, but at the time, Josiah chose the one table that he saw that bore the coveted Crayolas. It was a simple gesture. A sweet gesture. A thoughtful gesture. And it began to melt my heart.
If you had asked me a year ago where I saw myself at this point, by Christmas 2009, I almost guarantee that you would have received some sort of either dour projection or a shoulder shrug. Never in my wildest dreams would I have foreseen all that has transpired in a year to bring me to the point where I am today. But that’s God for you! He takes our muddy messes and creates beautiful masterpieces out of them! Thanks be to God for His mercy and redeeming grace!
So, as I sit toasting like a marshmallow before the fire, Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire “Holiday Inn”ing it up in the background, I can’t help but be overwhelmed with thanks. I am infinitely blessed, and I couldn’t imagine being happier than I am at this moment. Let those wedding bells ring out, and lets get this show on the road! I’m marrying my Prince Charming, and I’m ready to shout it from the roof tops! Praise God for second chances,…and Crayola Crayons in tin cups..
