Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is Wednesday.
And yes, it has been decreed in recent weeks that Wednesdays would be devoted to reliving the happy memories of a certain wedding of a certain son and a certain new daughter-in-law.
However, due to some unavoidable complexities, the pictures that should have been posted today will instead have to be posted tomorrow. And so, for this week only, we will have Wedding Thursday which I realize doesn’t have quite the same ring as Wedding Wednesday--unless, of course, we were to call it Thedding Thursday! Or not.
However. So as not to leave all you wonderful Meganate Fans hanging (and to bring new readers up to speed a bit on the history of Nathan and Meagan’s relationship) I am going to post a few pictures from their past years together--pictures that all led up to that Big Day that has made all our Wedding Wednesdays possible.
Here are Meagan and Nate with their families and friends. Nathan was 14 and Meagan was 15 and they barely knew each other at that point.
They attended the formal together at the Christian Academy where we were pastoring. It wasn’t officially a real date, though; it was more of a situation where their moms thought it would be a fun thing if they went together since we were all—them and their families—such good friends.
I have always loved this picture because it captures their quirky relationship so well. The reason they were making faces was because were getting tired from smiling so much and they were trying to do “facial muscle stretches” to relax them.
And I love this picture from that evening too because you know what it looks like? It looks like newlyweds leaving after a wedding!
This picture makes me smile because I can just imagine when Nathan and Meagan get their own house and start re-painting. They will look just like this—just a few years older.
Here they are at our house with Meagan’s family and some church friends. For some reason, we are all singing, but I have no idea why.
This picture has nothing to do with Nathan and Meagan but I’ve always loved it so I’ll post it. The lovely lady in the center is Meagan’s mom, Sheri. While she and Frank were transitioning in ministry, she led the choir for a while at our church in Smithfield and this was taken at our house after a special choir performance. It captures Sheri’s verve and personality so well.
This is actually Nathan and Meagan’s first real date when he officially asked her out. It consisted of me taking them to the local outlet mall (Nathan didn’t have his license) where they went out to eat and then walked around the mall and shopped. (It was mostly window shopping since there were no big bucks involved. I picked them back up at the end of their big evening and that was that!
I have to laugh when I look at this picture because . . .
. . . some things never change.
I really do love this fella quite a lot. He and I talked on the phone for a whole hour the other night and had such a lovely visit.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a happier face as when Meagan surprised him one day by a visit (from FL to NC) when he wasn’t expecting her.
Nathan has always known how to make Meagan laugh.
(Sarah had her headphones on and was completely unaware of the merriment unfolding in front of her.)
A few more miscellaneous shots. . .
And there you have it. Wedding unWednesday, leading up to Thedding Thursday!
Thanks to all of you who left so many gracious, encouraging comments on Monday after I posted about not feeling so well—physically or emotionally. It meant a lot to me that so many of you shared your personal stories about your own struggles. None of us is alone in having some down times; we are part of a circle of fellow strugglers and that in itself is an encouragement.
As for my doctor visit, he listened to my lungs and said that he heard some gunk in there. (He used a fancy medical term but I sort of like the sound of gunk instead.) He put me on two meds and said I should be feeling better soon.
Well, it’s now Wednesday and I’m still feeling rather lousy overall, although I think my lungs are clearing up. So I’ll just keep pluggin’ away here and think longingly of the day when my nose isn’t red, my head isn’t achy, and my body isn’t feeling like that of a 104-year old lady.
See ya tomorrow!