A Brief Moment in Time

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My husband and I celebrated our silver wedding anniversary last week by renewing our vows in the same church where we first pledged our life and love to one another twenty-five years ago. The ceremony was entirely my husband’s idea, a sweet surprise for his hopelessly sentimental bride. He made all the necessary arrangements surreptitiously, and I never suspected a thing.

He’s not very good at keeping secrets, though, so he ended up spilling the beans a few days early. And was I ever glad he did! The advanced warning allowed me to pack proper wedding clothes and gave our little ones time to make bouquets and boutonnières for the big day.

Had Doug waited until the last minute to spring this on me, I’d probably have been wearing a cotton tank and black capris when I met him at the altar. That would have just ruined the whole effect.

25 Years Later

The ceremony was short and sweet with only ourselves and the-children-who-are-still-living-at-home in attendance. We read our vows, sang some songs, prayed, kissed, and snapped a few pictures.

When it came time to leave, we forwent throwing rice in favor of blowing bubbles. As one might expect, this was a huge hit with our children, young and old alike.

The bubbles were beautiful, and — what’s even better — they didn’t get stuck in our teeth and ears and navels like all that birdseed our guests tossed at us the first time we dashed down these steps.

Fragile and fleeting, bubbles are also a good metaphor for life itself. When you think about it, there is nothing remarkable or even particularly pretty about bubble solution so long as it stays safely inside the jar….

In order to become all it was meant to be — shimmering and beautifully iridescent in its fulness — the solution must first be drawn out, stretched thin, and breathed upon by one skilled in the art of bubble making.

It must be wrapped around and filled with something outside itself — a very specific something, mind you — something invisible yet ever present, something lowly esteemed yet essential to life, something gentle as a whisper yet strong as a hurricane.

As it happened, the same day I was celebrating 25 years of marriage to my husband, a dear friend of mine was burying hers. His death had come suddenly and unexpectedly after a very short illness, a poignant reminder that “none of us know what will happen tomorrow. We are but a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.” (James 4 14) We are like these bubbles.

My friend has been on my heart ever since I received the shocking news of her husband’s passing, but the profound grief I feel over her loss is accompanied by a keen sense of gratitude for each day God grants me with my own dear husband and a fresh desire to live wisely and well the brief moment in time my life occupies. I want to do all I can to make this life a happy one for those who share it with me.

I’ve heard from a lot of women lately who claim that happiness in life and marriage comes only through demanding our rights, preserving our autonomy, ignoring the needs of others, and living in selfish indulgence. (Interestingly, those who argue this point most vehemently seem to be the least happy of all.)

Scripture teaches the opposite: the path to true happiness and fulfillment comes through pouring oneself out on behalf of others. “Whoever clings to his life shall lose it, and whoever loses his life shall find it.” (Luke 17:33) This has been my own experience. Marriage, motherhood, friendship — these are all about putting another person’s needs ahead of your own. And — like bubbles on a breeze — there is an intense and radiant beauty about a life so lived that makes the watching world stop and marvel.


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  1. Megan G

    That’s really sweet. We’re talking about what to do for our tenth coming up soon.

    Are you in Lubbock, by any chance? I thought that church looked familiar.

    Congrats on 25 and a beautiful family!

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  2. Torri

    What a beautiful event in celebration of your 25th wedding anniversary. God bless you two and your precious family.

    Sincerely,
    Torri Beard

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  3. Louann

    Thanks for the pictures; Good job Doug on a great ‘almost surprise’. The first 25 are the investment for the next 25. We celebrate our 32nd this December and celebrate every day. We would love to visit with ya’ll some time when we head through Tyler. God’s goodness continues.

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    1. Jennifer Flanders Post author

      Your sweet words made my day, Anne. My husband and I didn’t even know one another at twelve. We met at college the day after Doug turned 19 and two days after I turned 21. We were married the following summer and have been inseparable ever since.

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  4. A Proverbs 31 Wife

    Here’s to 25 more years together! On the 29 the I am hosting a love story link up and would love it if you stopped by and shared this 🙂

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  5. Elena MorganWeschenfelder

    Happy anniversary, Doug & Jennifer!! Here’s to 25 more and then some.
    Peace, love and hope~~The MorganWeschenfelder Family

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