Finding My Place

As the skies seemed to have opened up and drenched the entire Northeast...got an email from Patty in Maine and it was raining there...got an email from Emily in Massachusetts and it was raining there...I am heading off to my first wedding at Falls Church Episcopal.

Moving to a new city, it is hard to feel at home, involved, and a part of something bigger than yourself. I have searched for ways to get involved at church, with the homeless, and mentoring inner city children. Nothing has seemed to catch...until now.

I have realized through helping with a youth group that God did not give me that special chip you need to be able to mentor and guide teenage girls. Nor did he give me the desire to rush out of work early and work with eighth grade inner-city boys on their homework. However, he did give me the urge to plan, to take charge, and to assist others on their wedding day. Now that is something I can get out of bed for.

So, today, I head off to my first wedding. Today I will only be shadowing and learning how to run a wedding myself. I can't wait to meet the other ladies at my church who are also participating in this ministry, as well as provide aid and assistance to someone on what could be the biggest day of their life.

There of course are some benefits that I will gain from this experience...Who designed her dress? Do daffadills and lillies really go well together? Remind me to never ask bridesmaids to wear purple., I am sure my thoughts will go on and on.

However, most of all, I feel that I have finally surrendered to a gift that God has given me. For so many years, I wanted to be the one who made a real difference in some lonely teenager's life or who led a bible study with ease. Little did I know until now, that God has given me a great desire, love, and ability to just "be there" for someone on their wedding day.