Always a Bridesmaid is Awesome

It is time again for another edition of Isabella's Adventures in Singleness. . . 

I now have in my possession 3, yes I said 3, beautiful bridesmaid dresses:

- First, I am the maid of honor in my sister's wedding in July and my dress is a beautiful pool blue, thick cotton tea dress with pockets. It is so precious. 

- My second dress is an adorable summer dress for my roommate's August wedding in a plum purple with precious flowers on the shoulder strap.  I feel like a fairy (in a good way) or some story book character.  

- The third dress is a floor length, pink\nude gown for my high school friend's wedding in September  and this is what I like to call my "movie star" dress.  I seriously would pick this dress for the day I walk the red carpet (it is going to happen, one day).


  Dresses and weddings have always been my thing so I feel completely in my element. Despite popular belief, I don't find anything wrong with the "always a bridesmaid" thing.  Especially with my younger sister getting married before me, it is like people inherently expect that you will get envious. There is a real sense of genuine pity from people and I am thinking "Uh, am I missing something? Cause I feel great!" Being a bridesmaids is awesome! What is worse about this, is that it is like almost permissible to be jealous. Ooops I guess I didn't see that Bible passage: "Thou shalt not be jealous, unless of course though art indefinitely single and subject to participate in the weddings of others."  *facepalm*

   Honestly, bring on the dancing, flowers, cake and photo shoots.   I am honored to stand up with these three beautiful women on the day that they become wives and begin this new journey. Singleness is something holy and honorable all on it's own.   Rejoice with those who rejoice. . .and remember God's promises. . .to satisfy my heart all on His own. 

 I think I want to start ending my posts with a prayer. . . I pray better when I am focused and I am never more focused than when I am writing, here goes. 

Dearest Jesus, You are incredibly faith every moment.  I realize that when I struggle with jealousy, I am saying with my heart that You aren't enough.  So, remind me every moment that You are MORE than enough for me.  I require nothing else.  Give me the grace and the love to rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn. . . may I turn my focus to You not only when I need you in trouble, but in times of blessing as well.  Most of all, may I remember that marriage here on Earth is an imperfect glimpse of Your kingdom. 



Just a thought: 
Maybe, part of our desire for marriage is actually a deeper desire for eternity. . .