Earlier this summer, I had an inkling that my sister’s engagement was imminent. I was absolutely thrilled for her and the anticipation was palpable at family events. Would this be the day she showed up with a smile that was bigger than usual?!?!
I knew it was coming. I anticipated it alongside her.
We talked about her dream wedding. There was no doubt these two were meant to be and that this was happening soon.
And the more we talked about her dreams, the more I thought about my own…and how far off they seemed.
She’s almost nine years younger than me and she’s beating me down the aisle. But I was going to do my damnedest to make this time about her and not my own wants and dreams.
So, I told a few friends about my fears. I let my inner circle know what was going on and I flat out asked for prayer. I went to my garden friends and said, here’s the potential junk in my heart…the jealousy, fear, sadness, loneliness, bitterness, and anger. I knew what I was capable of and asked for them to circle around me and pray alongside me that her engagement would be a wonderful time for all of us.
About a week later, the big proposal occurred and now, this Saturday, my sweet little sisty will be a bride.
The last four months have been an absolute whirlwind of activity, fun, showers, bridal crafts, and emotions.
And not once have I felt any of the things I feared.
My heart was protected by my sister friends who prayed with me and for me. I felt them lift me up and sustain me and I’m SO GLAD that I’ve been able to be there for my sister and truly enjoy her engagement to the fullest.
Many of my married friends comment about my carefree single life. And yes, I won’t lie, my freedom and flexibility are AWESOME. But the desire of my heart has always been a love and family of my own. And though my family and friends know this and have known it for a long time, I never want to feel like a broken record. But this time, I asked for prayer nonetheless and felt its power…and I relearned a lesson I already knew.