My best friend's wedding

Do you remember your first movie?

My Best Friend's Wedding was mine. It was the beginning of my love affair with Julia Roberts and that guy with the scar (you know who I'm talking about). I was eight at the time and the movie was not appropriate, like most of my childhood firsts. But that's another post.  

This weekend was literally my best friend's wedding. It was nothing like the movie, though I wish we sang, "I say a little prayer for you." 




I continue to relive the occasion through Facebook by looking through pictures and remembering all the special moments. I hear that weddings go by so fast but this one moved at a precious pace. 

Family and friends absorbed the day in all its glory. And so did the bride and groom. 

These two are especially close to my heart. I can't explain why; I'm not the clingy type but for them, my heart is soft. They are also the reason I will move to Houston in the near future. ;-) 

I had the privilege of standing next to Maize when she said her vows, exchanged rings and worshipped the Lord for the blessing that is Jon and his family. It's a privilege I hope to share with her soon enough, too.

 

 

Now girls, I know I'm skipping something. And I'm hesitating including this in fear of getting labeled as an "overly attached friend." I was scared of losing her pre-wedding. But post wedding, I can tell you that I haven't lost my BFFer and our friendship is no different. 

The girls that lose their friends to their husbands sometimes lose them out of their own selfishness. Don't let that be you. Instead: 

Rejoice always, pray constantly, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. 

Rest in His Peace and path for your life and rejoice in these times of celebration! 

My Girls

I've written about the amazing group of girls I met in college numerous times.
I met them my freshman year in way that couldn't have anything but destined by God.
We took care of one another and no one could replace them in my life, but when I graduated and moved back to Dallas, I had to find my "place" again. It took some searching but I found them exactly where I left them.

Meet my sisters. 

In a short time, we have created the most vulnerable and hilarious memories. Though I've grown up with these ladies, I was hesitant to invest in friendships with them, unsure that they could provide the kind of genuine relationship I expected.

How dense was I. 

I've taken to this group like my dog takes to...everything. I can't imagine sharing life with any one else.

When others are spending what few summer days they have feeding into the world, they have been feeding themselves with the Word, crashing on couches, gross camp beds and some pretty nice hotel rooms, absorbing all that they can before entering the world again.

These girls love God, love each other, and proclaim the Gospel by living sincerely, by living the life God wanted us to. Full of joy, good nature, forgiveness and prayer. 

These are my girls (and I would have written them a blog post whether they asked me to or not). 

What friendships have you made that have changed your life? The way God puts certain people in your life at certain points in your life is proof that there is someone higher in control. 

Ricky.

Note: The author is absolutely aware that she writes way too often about her pets. Unfortunately, she has more contact with them than anyone else. Advance apologies. 


My dog loves coffee.
He's scared of vacuums.

He plays in my sheets then sleeps in them after.
He sits on my toes during dinner and can flip his toy off his nose about a foot high.

And when my best friends aren't close for a hug or late night movie, he is. And for that I'm grateful.