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The Wedding.

I’m in Chicago and at a wedding. I wasn’t invited, but I’m here just the same.

As a matter of fact, my view is better than the parents of the bride and groom.

In the atrium of the Embassy Suites Hotel, the staff is busy meticulously arranging fresh flowers, positioning folding chairs to accommodate a great gathering, and tying white ribbons at the ends of each row, hinting that a special occasion is soon.

The half-moon booths with glass tables are transformed with white-linen table clothes and lit centerpiece candles. The greenery surrounding the perimeter changes the safari look into a seductive hideaway.

And then there is the white bridal runner. No wedding would be complete without it. One long glistening white sheet announces the beginning of forever. Position near the front, it waits.

I’m sure I’m not the only guest in the hotel who will be watching. My daughter and her friend want to go shopping, but for me, it’s all the wedding.

It’s not just anybody’s wedding. No the bride and groom aren’t strangers to me.

We happened to be at this hotel, at this designed time at this designated day. Of course I’m invited.

My suite is two floors up and I can get a sneak preview of the bride before the ahhs and oohs.

The girls become demanding, and I become firm that they must wait. After all, once the ceremony starts, a guest just can’t walk out. I mean that would be rude.

So when the minister says, “You may kiss the bride,” I along with the other 100 invited guests will put our hands together and applaud the newlyweds to a lifetime of bliss.

The Nosy by Nature Reporter out…

Have you ever seen an eagle or a hawk take flight? We don’t have eagles around here, but we do have some massive red-tailed hawks. I love to watch them sitting in the top of the large oak trees and just fall into flight. That’s how they do it. They lean forward and fall, and as they fall, they open their wings and fly! Eagles do the same thing. Sometimes I think our Savior wants us to lean forward ad fall into His plans for us too. Falling Into Flight An eagle standing on the precipice     looking stately and strong         does the most interesting thing             leans forward, opens its wings and falls.                 No running starts, no gaining speed,                     it just falls into flight                         large wings spread and catch the wind                             what an incredible sight. So many references to eagles and flight     scattered throughout God’s Word,         in this majestic creature He shows             how we should trust Him as Lord.                 If you stand on the edge of unknown                     fear enveloping your heart                         open your arms and fall in faith                           trusting Him is when your flight will start. ~Chandra Lynn Smith, 6.15.07~ Go ahead my friend, step out onto the cliff, and then fall into His grace. I can’t think of a better way to fly! http://chandrasplace.blogspot.com/ Reprinted with Chandra’s permission.

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