I stand at the little church,
Beneath a benign arch.
The music gently beckons,
As I take a moment to quiet
My fluttering heart,
And wonder –
There is a higher calling;
Am I really prepared?

With bowed head, I
Wing a prayer heavenward,
And lift my eyes to see,
Beyond a sea
Of dear faces – encouraging, congratulating –
Yours, the dearest of them all.

He led me to you;
So clearly,
So beautifully.
And as I walk down this well-worn aisle,
He leads me again.

As we pledge our lives together,
Affirming words that are age-worn, yet
Beautiful in their simplicity,
I see your love mirrored in your eyes
And know that mine must reflect them too.
“My heart is stilled to perfect rest”
He is here;
With us.

There is a higher calling – true.
And that is the reason He brought us together.
With me beside you,
We are prepared.

Life stretches before us,
Filled with its own challenges.
And as I place my hand
In yours, I know
That the word He gave
Me, is true –

“Two are better than one”

– R. D.