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| July 5, 2003. The happy couple beginning our life together... |
A
Dozen Years Ago
A poem written for our 12th anniversary
A dozen years ago the groom was
all smiles,
As his bride and Best Friend
walked down the aisle .
At Huntingtown church we had our
ceremony,
Where three generations of Ward's
have joined in matrimony.
How many pastors for us to tie
the knot you ask?
Six including the bride -- now
that's quite a lot!
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| In the Company of Pastors: [Left to right.] Donna Renn, Sandy Taylor, Mark Derby, my bride Laurie, Brian McLaren, and Carole Silbaugh. Gosh! I was the only layperson on the altar. :) |
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| Our wedding party certainly filled Huntingtown's altar. |
Our family has formed us over the
years.
Oh there have been challenges,
but we have endured,
Though some of the wounds only
eternity will cure.
We resemble our relatives and our
children likewise,
The past is redeemed when seen
through young lives.
New blessings born from a river
of tears.
Good, bad, and ugly -- all part
of our story.
Sometimes Divine Presence can be
hard to trust.
Joy and sorrow, they've been
known to commingle.
Maybe most when we're sad, our
hearts feel the tingle.
Even deep pain, if we let it,
reminds us:
Every moment we live through
laced with God's glory.
A dozen years ago I couldn't
imagine my life today.
Through all of its rigors, my
vows remain the same,
And my love for you has become
deeply engrained.
Two becoming one, made stronger
by the Third strand.
Adventuring in marriage, but safe
in God's hands,
Becoming fully ourselves while
following the Way.
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| How we look now. Still smiling 12 years later. (Taken at a friend's wedding in June.) |
