Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end. Ecclesiastes 3:11
I like to think about things past and reflect. In my free time, I get hold of an old book that I read those days and just run through it quickly. I just feel good about it. sometimes this evokes a feeling of triumph. I mean, I just remember how God has led me through seasons and all I can say to Him is.."I will trust in you always Jehovah-Shalom ".
Do you write down your prayer requests? If you do, pick up your hidden notes and look at 2, 3, 5, 10 years ago, you will be amazed. You will find that God has answered every prayer. It's actually ok that you don't remember all. By our nature, new things come. So we forget that, what we wanted badly and now want something new or better.
One thing for sure that I have proved through my life experience is that love and beauty grow. I can tell you, with absolute certainty that Omukyala is more beautiful. I look back to twelve or thirteen years when I first met her. She is now more beautiful and I mean both inside and out. Then my love for her has grown too. One may say that its an issue of memory but not at all. I appreciate her feelings, likes, and passions much better now. I have confidence that this will grow even more. As we grow together, we are loving ourselves more and enjoying ourselves deeply. And God must be happy about this.
On the eve of our wedding day, I traveled with my friend. He had some old car which served this purpose. I need to ask him where this vehicle is of late. It helped us a lot! So I and my second best man drove to my wife's home. I and Eddie had a whole chicken. Then we set off with our wife and some two young gals. I think one was supposed to be a flower gal and another one of the maids of honor. Along the way, we had cool stories. But we also had an interesting one about the changing dress. I always didn't like the idea of changing dresses. That was then. It's now a different story.
On the day of our wedding, we woke up early and picked the gals for their saloon. Now, my best man would not have me wake up to at 5am but I insisted. The fellow reasoned that I needed to stay resting. How naive could this man be? I mean, even if I had stayed in my bed, my mind was out there. After all, we had shared the house with many of the boys. They stalking stories just before 5am. There was no way I would remain in bed. I just had to go with the boys to pick the gals. Some of the maids of honor overslept. So we devised means. A group of men waited to pick those that weren't ready while we delivered my wife to her saloon. I will leave out the details of our talk that morning but I can tell you that it was cool.
Our wedding was at 1PM, the wedding reception was near the Cathedral in such a way that the guests walked from church to the reception. In fact, some of the guests had a meal at noon and later walked to church. I am told that some of my people from the LC1 chose to have another meal after church. The church was full. We had great friends that sang for us. We had friend ushering in guests at church. I am not sure they remember we owe them.
One other thing I remember is that on unveiling her. She looked stunningly beautiful. I felt good about it. But now she is more beautiful. We have grown a bit, we love ourselves more, we talk more, read the Bible together, we think together more and we pray together more. It's just one thing we don't yet do together. We are yet to read a book together with a book from cover to cover. Who will give us such a good book to read together? We have done books but she will not read all of it. I only tell her the remaining story or all of it.
I am just looking forward to the years to come. Then my friend Humura is in the picture and it's even becoming more beautiful.
I wish you all the best in marriage, my dear wife! By the way, let's say you take us out today or tomorrow. How about that?
