Next week I’ll be throwing my own bouquet at my own wedding reception and I’m so excited about it. It has me reflecting on the last few years that lead up to this moment.
Over the years, I’ve caught my share of bouquets at weddings of friends and family. I can count at least three times. Each time there was a part of me that hoped the traditional belief holds some truth— the single woman who catches the bouquet will be the next to get married. Call me naive.
Let’s be honest, even though the odds of that actually happening is slim to none, a small part of me always hoped it could somehow be true. As I attended wedding after wedding in my late 20’s and early 30’s, I always felt hope and was so happy seeing another one of my friends walk down the aisle into wedded bliss. Still a piece of me wondered when I would be the next one in my circle of friends to find my happily ever after.
Yes, I’m a romantic. And after each failed relationship, I still believed in fairytales and wanted to have my happy ending — better yet my happy beginning that would evolve into a committed, loyal, meaningful and lasting relationship to stand the test of time!
I’m so glad I stood my ground and didn’t let what I’d been through make me loose hope. I set my standards, made my desires known to Jehovah, prayed for discernment and patiently waited for my husband to be revealed to me.
And just when I was about to lose hope, he came. My husband, the man I’d met more than a year before but never paid any mind. The man who tried to ask me out and even expressed his interest to a close friend, but I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready to be his wife or give him the love he needed because I still needed to grow to fully love myself.
When my husband came into my life again at the right time, it was undeniable that this was the man who I’d prayed for, the man who Jehovah sent for me, the man who I was going to share my life with. Now we’re a week away from celebrating our marriage with our family and friends, including many of the beautiful brides and couples who gave me hope.
So, to any woman still hoping and keeping an eye out for your one, don’t lose that hope. To the woman who thinks catching that bouquet will lead to marriage even with no man in sight, keep that hope and rely on Jehovah. Psalm 37:4 tells us to “Find exquisite delight in Jehovah, And he will grant you the desires of your heart.”
Single? Dating? Waiting? Have confidence in God’s goodness. That comes from trusting Him implicitly and giving Him control. At times it may be painful, lonely and seem impossible. Let that pain, longing and disappointment draw you closer to Jehovah. While you wait, enjoy date night with yourself, treat yourself to nice things and fall deeper in love with yourself and with God. Definitely don’t lose hope because in the end that hope is worth fighting and waiting for.