Married at Last!

The drive back to Pietersburg was strange. As my hands clutched the steering wheel of the car, the promise of "forever" on my left hand kept reflecting blinding sparkles of light. As I drove, my prayer was, that my new found love would sparkle even brighter. With unhappy children, Danie and I began preparing for our wedding. Thanks to my sister, Marion, who did most of the work, cards, flowers, dress and so much more, we were able to plan everything down to the last detail in minimal time. As the few months slipped passed, the reality of the huge step I had taken began to set in. I would have to leave my home, and business in other hands. A few times a strange fear gripped my heart, trying to squeeze the very life out of it. What if? Yes, I had doubts, what if it did not work out, and I had given up everything that was precious to me?

I had to pack up my home, give away everything I owned, leave my parents and children, and move to a strange town, strange home, and children who did not want to accept me. On the outside I was strong, but inside I felt like a frightened child. What had I gotten myself into, I kept asking myself.

Four months later, on 28th April 2006, the church doors opened, and I walked down the isle to Danie, my new husband to be. As we met in the isle, he took my hands and softly said, "For too long you have walked the road alone, come, take my hand and let me walk with you" Tears immediately streamed down my cheeks, and peace flooded my soul. No more fear or doubts, just the blessed assurance that I had met a man who would love me, take care of me, and be at my side unconditionally.

As we took our vows, I remembered the night I had called out in desperation to God to send me the right man in my life, and here he was, right next to me. Hand picked by the Master, what more could I ask for? My life had changed, but there were many rivers still to cross, high mountains to climb, valleys to pass through - but I knew that at no time ever, would I be alone!