... She Rejoices in The Bridegroom

At the moment I am doing an incredible bible study called "Obsessed: Making Christ the Desire of Your Heart" by Hayley DiMarco (an incredible Christian author).

It is incredible.

And convicting.

It is so easy to look superficially at my life and think that I am "doing alright"
I spend time with Jesus... most days.
I am not the person I was even a year ago... Christ has changed me so much.
I want to spend my life serving Christ... Isn't that a good thing?

But the truth of the matter is - I am not "alright" and "alright" is never good enough. My priorities are out of line. My heart is so sinful. I am "obsessed" with so much - and quite honestly, God is not at the top of the list.

Sometimes the cross is so small. And I am still working through major grief. Grief that feels like a dagger at times. Sometimes I am so depressed. I don't trust God and his ways. It can be really hard to.

But then God opens my eyes. My unworthiness makes the cross so big. Like HUGE. Like GINORMOUS. Like OHMYGOSH I AM GOING TO CRY I AM SO OVERWHELMED.

If you're not feeling it... just watch this clip (or anything having to do with the galaxies)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRiIWL04po8

Anyways, I digress.

I'm really here to talk about Jesus being the ultimate bridegroom.

I lovelovelovelovelovelovelove weddings. Like seriously, just look at my pinterest. I am not even sure why (especially since the mere thought of my own wedding makes me want to curl up into a ball and cry and decide to elope - Dads are so important to weddings). I think it's the joining together of two people forever that captivates me.

The mere fact that God created relationships. And marriage. He didn't have to - at all.

But he did.

(Thank you Jesus!)

What I think is more incredible is that Jesus is descibed as a bridegroom. Having never been a bride (and will never be a groom), I don't know what the days leading up to a wedding (and then the life afterwards) will feel like. I anticipate giddy jitters, issues to work through, and an insatiable desire to be with that person.

I rarely feel that way about Jesus.

If ever.

Maybe a handful of times.

But he still wants to be my groom.

To love me to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.

Only it's even better. Because we do not have to parted from each other in death. Instead, we are reunited. My joy will be complete when I am rejoined with him. Talk about a new perspective!