
So, for a while now I have been saving things for TBD. Nothing spectacular, but just a few items here and there that I want to save for when "we" become "us". I have these items in my cedar chest that my parents got me for Christmas when I was in high school. I have attached the photo of the culprit.
Anyway, I was thinking today why God has us go through these times of preparation. I mean, the world would say to me, "What the heck are you doing?" Frankly, I have said that to myself a time or seven. But, I know that God is weird and good. For some reason, the act of collecting things, a nesting of sorts, keeps my spirit focused on the promises. Occasionally, I like to open the cedar chest and look at my four things, smile, close the lid and move on. If I already had a wedding dress, I would probably put in on and walk around my house for an hour. Luckily, I'm not that literal...or crazy. So, in the mean time, I like my four things and I can't wait to show TBD.
I just hope that I don't take this to the extreme where I end up on Jerry Springer as the girl who has every part of her wedding planned, bought, and paid for...except for the groom!
Someone please hold me accountable!


