A few posts back, I chronicled the story of how one small boy’s invitation to a VBS resulted in the salvation of multiple souls and opened doors indirectly to many blessings for a succession of people (https://thecolleyhouse.org/wp-admin/post.php?post=10944&action=edit). Here’s the poem that was read at the celebration of the marriage of these two Christians, who became such as a result of that “inconsequential” invitation on a regular day. Little people, regular days, a few words, and small events can be game changers. Maybe we should just all pray every day for the normal…the uneventful…the regular, in our lives. All of these He can use to affect eternity.
For Grat and Kirsten
Baseball, basketball, and running around in capes,
Superman and Batman and planning heroic escapes.
Putt-putt, Ninja Turtles, and hanging around with Nate.
Boy scouts and camp-outs, so much to anticipate.
A few short years later, a little girl arrived.
A princess! On sweet friends and fashion, she thrived.
She awoke to this world with an inquisitive heart
Learning languages, cultures and savoring art.
And the little boy, Grattan, grew to be a man
Went to high school and college and worked out life’s plan
He was so savvy with public relations
Technology, too…all things communication…
And, somewhere, behind Grat, Kirsten would follow
Through Memphis and London and even Guatemala
Birmingham, and Arkansas, Germany and Rome
She didn’t know yet that Grat’s heart was her home.
Such an unlikely pairing? Who saw that this could be?
Yet here we are rejoicing, for this happy family.
A little technology…a little more time
Who knows how it happened…the reasons and rhyme?
God knows how it happened. He guided their souls.
His Word was their compass…their anchor for goals.
For each of them wanted with all of the heart
To just give Him their wills…to be His from the start…
In the home they are making, the children they’ll bear
The decisions of life, the sorrows they’ll share…
The memories they’re making, the worship they give
Just to make him the Master each moment they live.
And THAT is what ties them, safe and secure
In all times and stations, for God’s paths are sure.
A rock is our God. A fortress, a shield.
A shelter, A stronghold…And they will not yield.
To voices that call them, to tests of their will,
They’re listening to one voice that said “Peace…Be still.”
Whatever the price or whatever reward,
Married to each other, but first….to the Lord.
Cindy Colley