I return to my blog a married woman. August 23rd was that perfect day. The honeymoon in St. Thomas…a restorations of sorts.
It’s amazing how there is so much drama…so much planning and preparation for the wedding…an event that only lasts a few hours. The real test, I guess, is in how well we prepared and planned for the marriage…which of course will last longer than a few hours. I pray it so.
Everything seemed to go so fast and yet, in the whirlwind, there is still the realization that I was going to spend the rest of my life with this beautiful man. I was going to be a wife. Whatever pre- and mis- conceptions and perceptions that I might have had about that title doesn’t matter much anymore because… today, I am a wife. I am his wife. I am Mrs. Tracey Michae’l Lewis-Giggetts. I know. That’s an awfully long name.Yes, I’ve had the discussions regarding my decision to hyphenate…simply a professional one. In most places I will be Mrs. Giggetts. Which is still quite strange of a concept for me. I am still me but I’m not the me I was before. If it sounds confusing…it is. At least in my mind.
However, the beauty of this whole thing is the new start that it offers us. We, together with God, are establishing a new thing, a new standard for our household and future children. Everything that I’ve done or not done prior to this point, has actually been leading me to this new and specific Kingdom assignment. Before, I’d been thinking of myself as an island or working in a silo…when really, it was about connecting me to another so that the word and agenda of God could go forth.
You mean it was never about Tracey Michae’l Lewis? Wow. What a reality check.
Anyhoo, I’m here. I’m blessed. The little brown girl from Kentucky has been chosen by her little brown boy from Jersey. I’m counting everyday that we journey together as a victory against the enemy who despises covenant.
Until next time,