Here we are... 6 years later from the day she said Yes. I wanted to capture the update as we are about to summit another peak in our family's journey.
To capture the story of love with my Love. The deep, rich, amazing, challenging, sorrowful and joyful life we are having together.
The Lord, knew the bride I would need to tackle this adventure ahead. He knew I would need a partner who thought she has little faith and cannot climb mountains. A companion who loves looking at the clouds - not the road - not the cool cars we pass, but up to take in the beauty of the heavens then turn to Lily and say, "Look what God made!" As we soak in the beauty of a sunset or even better the sun lighting up cirrus clouds with a brilliant spectrum of colors.
You see my companion, partner and beloved is a princess. She was given a beautiful name when she was a little girl. She and her dad gathered together with other fathers and daughters to form a club called Young Indian Princesses or YIPs for short. These families are still connected in deep ways with interwoven lives, with great stories and traditions and a rich noble heritage. They have been brides and bridesmaids in each other's weddings.
(Just writing this about the YIPs fills me with tears, the deep rich story of a father's love. I want my daughter to have this experience of knowing how to be beautiful, confident and strong. So dad's "Yo. Who's with me?")
Every princess needs a name one that defines them, one that speaks to the soul, one that provides a zip code, a treasure map to find their heart. The name Sarah was bestowed with is Princess White Cloud.
This is the name that still defines the beauty before me, and captures my heart. A princess who is looking upward noticing the handwork of the Master who fills our skies with awe and wonder.
So my Beloved is a princess - a beauty to behold. One who causes me to stop, turn around and tell Lily, "Look who God made!"
And the crazy truth is - He's not done refining her beauty?! In any of us. His ways are so beyond my understand.
Your beauty captures my heart, I'm picturing you walking down the aisle in your dress with your father. As my princess White Cloud is approaching the alter. It was like a sunrise that causes time to stop, everyone turns to look at your beauty to see the bride, I had the best view. The one where I could see all your beauty. Plus, the hint of pink in your dress was like the sun lighting up the clouds in the morning. I felt the holiness of this time and an added nudge take in this moment - don't miss it. This is a foreshadow of many extraordinary adventures ahead.
Love, as we approach the summit of yet another mountain top, I see in you a new light in your strength, love, grit, faith and how the Lord is pulling out a deeper depth of your beauty. It's not easy to constantly be refined, defined, challenged, poked, prodded and woke up constantly throughout the night. Motherhood is the world's toughest job.
What The Lord is showing me in you is you are princess White Cloud. He is making you even more beautiful with each sunrise and sunset of the day. He wants to show others this beauty in His heavens. So mothers stop in their tracks turn to the skies and point out what He has made in your. As they take notice all the beauty and the faint hint of pink in the clouds. I am just a mountain climber who saw this beauty He made and said, I've got to pursue you with everything I've got. No mountain is too tall, tough, hard or treacherous. So Love, The Lord has made you to be princess White Cloud. As I pursue The Lord and His desires for me, it only draws me closer to my beloved princess. He made you reside in the heavens and to be chased after from summit to summit. In you He isn't making an Instagram to be uploaded to the cloud, liked and then scroll on by. He is making a Forevergram, one to be cherished, loved, pursued, squeezed, kissed and definitely share with others our love story. It is my honor, challenge, deep burning desire to summit another peak to capture just a glimpse of the Lord's masterpiece in the heavens my Love, my princess White Cloud. Each day with you is a heavenly day.
I love, love, love you to the moon and back.
your mountaineer
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