But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. Job 23:10
I might not be a perfectionist, but when I set out to do something I love, I want it to be nothing but PERFECT. So, big day was approaching and me being my usual self, I wanted it to be a quiet & moderate event. Forgerit, I might not love parties much, but weddings give me excitement. Well, the girl can shy for Africa plus, she is not the camera on me type.
Somehow I got convinced (FORCED) to have it a little big (oh my family). With my tight work schedule & ever busy weekends. It was that period boss realized we needed training. There was refreshment o! but it could never replace the stress I knew was ahead. Wedding dress, story for another day (you know when you have it all planned but have to do everything to suit them laws?).
So, I got lucky & got a weekend to go to the market. Can’t somebody just do everything for me? NO, my boyfriend (dad) will not hear of it. Ok, I, cousin & big sis set out for the market, Nawa o! All that waka just for a few hours?? We got this beautiful gold material for the change over & the designer had this style she believed was going to wow everyone (my own is to wear cloth, boo's concern is to carry his wife & go, shikena). I got lucky again and this time, to get other items & my bestie's material. When somebody is fine, the person is fine. I already had the perfect style for her dress (finding the materials & exact color was another journey, oh Lord I walked.
Fast forward to the wedding. Before this time, I already tried my change over (abi reception dress) to ensure it was Ok. The girl DRIED UP and designer almost started from scratch. For my beautiful maid of honour, just a little adjustment was required. The night before, my wonderful friends & sisters threw me a beautiful surprise bridal shower, I almost ruined it with my wahala. While I was going nuts about the fact that my stylist just informed me that the materials I got for my hair was the wrong one (oh my kinky hair), I was just informed to get extra refreshment for the choir, the worst was that one of the rooms where my friends were to sleep was said to have no air-conditioner and only God knows what they said happened to the key. Turns out the bridal party was at work. They quickly went to the closest mall to get something my stylist could manage. The refreshment also rolled in. gray style items to wear for the maid of the brides
Everything ended on a happy note. Though we slept very late, everything was arranged before going to bed. Woke up that morning and it was hard to believe I was changing status before noon. Had my bath before everyone and stylish had to begin her magic ( oh that hair that took the portion for flesh and height). My boyfriend was in the hotel room early to dance for me. You should have seen him crying the previous day when he was asked to pray for hubby and me. My 5am gist partner suddenly realized someone was about to take his place.
Hair done, small face Touchup. Biko, photographer, no time to start snapping pinchure, don’t have strength to argue with marriage committee. For my maid of honour, kindly meet me in church. That’s how I matched in with my boyfriend and other friends. Service started and dear maid of honour was nowhere to be found. She finally came in, thanks to the wonderful laundry guy who burnt her dress, she was able to do some covering. Oya, order of photograph finished and off we went to change into my lovely reception wear. As I stepped into it, the zip went up and off; TROUBLE, my dear friend wouldn’t hear of it. She tried everything, off she went to the closest tailor. Couldn’t take the risk as it was not well fixed. Hubby: babe, wear your wedding gown and let us go, people are waiting for us.
I managed to maintain a smile. I had forgotten about the dress and was enjoying the ceremony when hubby asked bestman WHERE IS MY PHONE? Issorite! They found that of bestman on the floor outside the hall but that of hubby was gone. WHATTT!!! Phone he purchased not long before the wedding and all the wonderful moments captured. Everyone went into calling mode. At first the new owner will pick and say some words we couldn’t make out, later the line was switched off. Alright, party finished and we said our thank you.
We managed to move past the whole event & plans began on how to move our stuffs back to base. Early next morning, I got a call from my big bro's friend who had helped the previous day in driving one of the cars. He wanted to return the keys to the car. Came down from our room with hubby to show our appreciation. Turns out it was not actually the key that brought him, he brought Hubby’s phone. He happened to pick it up in the parking lot where it dropped from the best man. Don’t ask me how excited we were. Going back to our room, I thought to myself; what if I had worn my dress and the zip wonder happened on the dance floor, how would I have coped? What if the laundry guy (who actually dropped my friend's dress and disappeared) had burnt the dress beyond repair? What if someone else had picked Hubby’s phone?
Four months after our wedding, my dress came in handy. It was the wedding of one of my good friends and it turned out my dress was the exact colour for the ceremony. All I needed to do was add gele to complete it. You know when you are dressed up and it’s like you intentionally want to compete with some people (pepper dem gang). Hubby said; are you the bride? But he couldn’t stop staring at the beautiful woman that now bears his name.
Sometimes, we get pushed to the wall and tested ‘beyond our limit', but that doesn’t mean that’s the end. We just have to move past it and get the message. Say to yourself “THIS TOO WILL PASS”.
1:2 My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;
1:3 Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.
1:4 But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.
1:5 If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.
1:6 But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed.
1:7 For let not that man think that he shall receive any thing of the Lord.
2 Corinthians 4:7-9
4:7 But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.
4:8 We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;