My husband and I were married nine years ago today. It was a terrible, terrible day, with barely a good memory salvageable from sun up til sun down. I thought about chucking it all and not showing up, but realized that was not the path to which God was calling me. He was calling us to a marriage, not to a wedding. If the wedding didn’t shape up perfectly, that was fine. I wasn’t getting married for a wedding. I was getting married to fulfill a vocation. God doesn’t promise us sacramental grace for a beautiful wedding, but for a strong marriage. When we make too much of the day itself, we often lose sight of the lifetime to follow.
Continued at Truth and Charity.