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The Wedding Present






Our family flew to Chicago last weekend to attend my niece’s wedding.  Before the beautiful bride and handsome groom spoke their vows, the pastor gave an inspiring message.  His main point to them and to us seated in the pews was that a married couple is a present to each other.  Clearly, hearing a wedding sermon means more to us married folks who are not worrying if our gown is in place or if we will faint at the kneeler.  We’ve given each other a little flack over the years and it’s uplifting to think of our spouse as a present!  I wasn’t the only one who thought so.  I met with the bride’s father, my brother, the next day.  He asked me if I heard the sermon.  “Yes!”  I replied.  Then he told me that before he went to bed that night, his wife told him she always thought of him as a present to her.  He, too, was thinking of what a present she is to him!

Can you imagine how different the world would be if we married couples embraced this thought?  So married ones, is your spouse a present to you?






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  1. Mevely317September 12, 2012 at 7:59 PM

    Beautiful bride! I think you've given each of us "marrieds" about "about to be's" something sweet to think about tonight!

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  2. Mevely317September 12, 2012 at 8:00 PM

    Whoops
    ... fat finger syndrome again. :( MEANT to write "and,about ..."

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  3. DeniseSeptember 13, 2012 at 5:25 AM

    Eddie is definitely a present to me, a precious gift from God's heart.

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  4. DeborahSeptember 13, 2012 at 7:21 AM

    Beautiful photographs Mary!
    And what a lovely way to think of our spouses.
    I love seeing that radiant smile of yours!
    Have a great weekend!
    Hugs xo

    Deborah xoxo

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  5. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/September 13, 2012 at 12:38 PM

    This was a beautiful thought Mary, and yes, my husband is one of God's greatest gifts to me! :)

    xo

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  6. Crown of BeautySeptember 13, 2012 at 5:53 PM

    Oh, yes... my husband used to ask me each morning if I had already thanked God for my gift - him. He really was a gift. And now that he's gone to heaven, I still thank God for the "gift."

    Thanks for the lovely post, Mary.

    Love
    Lidia

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  7. AnonymousSeptember 13, 2012 at 9:09 PM

    Yes...he definitely is a present to me...one whom I try to cherish and honor to the best of my ability. There is no doubt in my mind about him being the very man that God had for me...my present. The bride is absolutely beautiful, Mary.

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  8. Susan BSeptember 14, 2012 at 8:26 PM

    My sweet hubby is definitely a present to me! I am so blessed! Congratulations to your niece on her marriage. She is a beautiful bride! :)

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  9. Nikki (Sarah)September 16, 2012 at 10:33 AM

    awesome thought and they are a beautiful couple.

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  10. MimiSeptember 22, 2012 at 10:09 PM

    HI!!!
    How fun you got to attend a wedding in Chicago.....I hope the weather was nice and you got to enjoy that city's beautiful places. I so agree....we are indeed gifts to each other...we should all love and cherish each other..we need to show respect and kindness(I loved your kindness post) and I think divorce numbers would be down if we always remembered to love each other like we want to be loved.

    HAPPY fall to you....
    jamie--mimi

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