But as the ceremony started and I walked down the aisle I truly did not notice anything besides Tyler. I had no clue who was there. I totally forgot about the flowers until I saw pictures of them later. I didn't even notice the fact that it was 243 degrees (at least not until communion when sweat started dripping profusely down my legs.) Tyler was all that I could focus on, and all I could think about was the fact that he was about to be my husband.
We were SO blessed to be married by our dear friend, Brad. He and his wife Olivia were Tyler's youth pastor's in 6th grade, and Ty also got to live with their family in Chicago last year. They have been such an amazing support to us, and we really believe that their presence in our lives is and has been such a tangible showing of God's Love and Grace. Plus they have the cutest kids on the planet. (Prepare yourself: photos of Flannery and Asher will come in a later post and will probably make you wither up on the floor from all the sweetness. It happens.)
I felt God's hand upon us so strongly throughout the ceremony- from my bridesmaids praying over me beforehand, to watching my cousins light a candle in memory of my mom, to taking our first communion as husband and wife, to saying our vows that we wrote for each other. Forgive the overabundance of photos in this post- I can't help it!
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