I enjoy weddings. Flowers. Music. Decorations. Candles. Smiles. Tears. Of all the segments of the wedding the bride is the most elegant and beautiful...she always reminds me of my bride and my wedding. When Linda turned the corner around the last row of pews I began to cry uncontrollably. The love of my life was strolling towards me with her father at her side. I knew I was blessed.
Today I was able to experience the beauty of a different bride...the church. Camping. Archery. Zip lines. Paintball. Volleyball. Basketball. Conversations midst the sunny windy day. I was able to witness Christ followers out of the usual element of worship services...dressed up and quick conversations. Today I was able to sit, relax and interact in casual or deep conversations. I was able to chide people who were shooting down the zip line. I was able to trash talk the archers aiming at the bulls eye. I watched people laughing and having a blast.
The church is such a blessing. The people...not the building. For all her problems, she is a beauty. She is the bride of Christ. I am the bride of Christ. We have an amazing, loving husband in Jesus who gave his life for us. It is a joy to be a part of this delightful family.
Thank you for sharing your life with me people of NC3 (NCCC).
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