Isaiah 62:5b says “as a bridegroom rejoices over a bride, so your God will rejoice over you.”
I remember our time of being engaged. I proposed to Sarah in August of 2001 and our wedding date was set for December 21st, 2002. It was a LONG engagement.
Such a long engagement seems like perhaps it would get dull after a while. There are only so many times you can gaze into the others eyes and think “wow, we’re getting married!”, right? But somehow, the anticipation/excitement over becoming one with this woman only continued to build.
Then the day finally came. December 21st, 2001. The day I was able to publicly take on vows with this woman before God and before our families and friends. I remember the deep love, friendship, such emotions that escape the ability to be captured easily in language. It was a whirlwind of busy-ness. The decorations. The friends from all over gathered. The horn that got stuck as I drove all the way across town with people staring at me, wondering why I was honking incessantly.
Then seeing her. My bride. Walking down the aisle, smiling, tears welling up (good tears, so hush). She was beautiful. Her eyes beaming. Thinking to myself, “wow…I love this woman soooooo much.” The deep sense of giddy-ness of knowing I’m beginning a life together with her. Whew. It was, and continues to be, an amazing gift. I’ve not always deserved it, but we continue this road together. I love her.
But to think back on that moment, watching her walk down the aisle. To imagine God viewing us as the Church in the same way. It feels good. I’ll end with a few old-school lyrics from “The Waiting”:
The way you steer your eyes to see the Bride
Beneath the harlots’ skin.
The virtue underneath the sin.
I love the way you look at me
When you lift the veil, and you repeat your vow…