6 years ago today I married my husband.
We wore flip-flops, I giggled when repeating “for richer or for poorer” and we skipped down the aisle.
He put unsweetened Kool-aid in the communion cup because he couldn’t find the grape juice and didn’t warn me until I nearly spit it out all over my dress. We had to muffle our laughs because it was the serious part of the ceremony.
Four months earlier he sweated profusely on the phone as he asked my father if he could marry me. “Who are you?” My father asked. He then proceeded to interrogate him for over an hour about love, God, and money. My father told him he would “think about it” and then waited an hour before calling back with my whole family on speaker phone and giving his assent and then praying for us.
My husband proposed to me in the pouring rain on the beach. It was supposed to be sunset, but the rain clouds were clouding the view. He proposed to me on our second time ever meeting each other. Everyone thought we were crazy.
They were right.
My parents, like any loving parents would do in this situation, tried to get us to postpone the wedding. “Spend some time getting to know each other.” they told us. We had no doubts, though. We were meant for each other.
A year earlier, a lady I had never met in my life came up to me at Bible study and said “The Lord wanted me to tell you that you are going to get married, and very soon.” I smiled because I was in a relationship at the time and we had been talking about marriage. She shook her head as if reading my thoughts “No, you will marry the right guy.”
I laughed in my head thinking about how ridiculous this lady was. “Lord,” I said, “Obviously she is not truly speaking from you, because there’s no way I am going to break up with my current boy friend, meet someone new, and get married ‘soon'”. I even put a time table on the word ‘soon’, so I could prove her wrong; one year.
10 months later and several weeks before my wedding, my father called me up. “Sarah,” he said. “I know we have talked to you and tried to get you to postpone the wedding. I mean, it’s crazy, you two barely know each other. But then again, everyone said Noah was crazy when he was building the ark. So I am going to trust that this is your Noah moment.”
And it was.