Showers of Blessing, Part 3

Mama’s daughters

It echoes in my mind.  The words.  I find myself humming the tune.  The music.  And I see it manifested right before my eyes.  The blessing.

Showers of blessing.

Showers of blessing continue to fall, pouring out the promise of love.  Showers of refreshing blessing, precious in abundance.

We celebrated this season of love with the last of the bridal showers.  It did not escape me that my oldest child, the one who brought me the joy of motherhood first, is the last to enter matrimony.

This one, this one who has waited for so long for her true love.  This one, who I kept praying for and believing and yes – even promising – that God would send her beloved if she would just trust Him to work out the details.

This one is being blessed.  As the old hymn replays in my mind, I sing these words over her:

“There shall be showers of blessing, if we but trust and obey; There shall be seasons refreshing, if we let God have His way.”

And God did have His way when she turned it over to Him.  He orchestrated a meeting of two young people from different places – two people with a love for travel, who desired to serve those less fortunate than themselves.

He placed those two people next to each other on a bus headed for short term mission work among the least in the far-away country of Honduras.  And God took that meeting, watered the friendship that sprouted during it, and provided room for the friendship to grow for a couple of years before it blossomed into true love.

My middle child, the already married one, will serve her older sister in love by being her matron of honor.   Along with the other bridesmaids, we planned a most beautiful bridal shower celebrating not only the joy of an upcoming marriage but the other love my daughter has – her love of travel.

It was travel to that third world country that God used to bring two souls together, so it seemed a perfect theme.  We used her chosen wedding colors of royal blue and white (the colors of the Honduran flag) and integrated them into the shower decorations.

Road maps became banners and covers for glass votive candles.  Items from travels to other countries, including the wedding dolls brought from Korea by the bride’s daddy when she was a baby, added to the theme.

Atlas pages, small world globes, and glass etched world candle holders served as table centerpieces while vintage luggage became trays to be used as serving pieces for the food.  Keeping with the theme, we used royal blue paper napkins printed with international flags on them.

Our menu reflected a few of the places the bride has traveled.  France: mini quiches and French pastries.  Honduras: mango salsa with chips.  Wooden bowls of nuts signified her trip to Africa.

We added saucy meatballs, fresh fruit kabobs with dip, croissants filled with her favorite chicken salad,  and blue and white decorated cake balls, baked by her sister,  to the spread.  A citrus tropical punch was the perfect beverage along with coffee and tea.

Favors were train and airplane shaped sugar cookies also baked with love by middle daughter.  We attached ‘luggage tags’ to the bagged cookies with one side of the tag covered with a road map and the other printed with this message, “Thank you for joining us in wishing a world of happiness to [daughter’s name]  as she journeys to her new adventure – marriage with [fiancé’s name].”

Fiancé’s sister printed exquisite photos from her own travels to make post cards which we  provided to guests so they could write marriage advice for the bride-to-be as she embarks on this brand new journey of life.  The post cards were deposited into a small trunk to be read by the bride later.

Friends of the bride, mothers of friends, and friends of her own mother did not disappoint with their wise advice.  She’s given me permission to share some of their words.

  • “Always forgive and forget! And most of all put God first.”
  • “ If you’re both seeking God with all of your hearts, everything else falls into place. (Trust me! Pray for your husband a lot!)”
  • “Marriage is full of ups and downs…sometimes you’ll think he’s the best thing in the world and other times you won’t like him at all! Ride it out – the bad times will eventually turn to good times again.”
  • “Love, honor, respect and enjoy each other…You’ll never go wrong if you follow God’s commands.”

My travel-loving daughter, who’s not into the typical white lace and pearl type bridal décor, loved it all!  And our labor of love brought her much joy and happiness along with all the well wishes and lovely gifts from the guests.

Maya Angelou once said, “When you wish someone joy, you wish them peace, love, prosperity, happiness…all the good things.”  Those thoughts echo my prayers for all three of my children in this wedding season we’re finding ourselves in.

And the blessings keep pouring down for which we are so very grateful, so abundantly thankful to the One who provides them all.

“An attitude of gratitude creates blessings.” ~  Sir John Templeton

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4 responses

  1. Blessings indeed. I can’t help but think every detail, every carefully chosen item on the menu and in the decorations is a spot on celebration of so many things your daughter holds dear. The blue is as authentic as the love, bonds, and dedication to family. haha…I hear the national anthem of Honduras in my head “Tu bandera…♪” (How do I know that? A student of mine placed in a state foreign language contest singing his national anthem…I’ll never forget that.)

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    • It truly has been a fun-filled blessing just to make all of the showers ‘perfect’ for each personality of my two daughters and daughter-in-law-to-be. I’ve loved every minute of it! Thank you for your always kind comments. And you remember the Honduras national anthem? How neat is that??? Thank you for sharing that memory with me; I’ll make sure my daughter reads your comment too. 🙂

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