(If you missed Part 1 and Part 2, you can find them here and here!)
I can hardly remember what I was feeling before I walked out onto the altar, except for asking my dad to get the venue to change something about the lighting! It was like brain knew that if it was truly present in the moment that it would be flooded with too many emotions, so it settled on being pre-occupied with something stupid... Like lighting.
The only other thought I can remember was, "You have to walk in to the right part of the song." The woman standing at the doors asked me, "Can you hear the music to know when you should go in?" I remember nodding, but thinking "No, wait, I can't, I have no idea when I'm supposed to walk out!"
I ended up walking in a little late because I was so afraid I would walk in early, but I don't think anyone noticed. I sure didn't. I was just looking at this studly waiting for me at the altar.
We sang the song Holy Spirit (not the one by Francesca Batistelli, the one by Jesus Culture and Kim Walker-Smith) and Shiloh (the most beautiful voice I've ever heard) sang for us.
I've tasted and seen
Of the sweetest of loves
Where my heart becomes free
And my shame is undone
In Your presence
Holy Spirit, You are welcome here
Come flood this place and fill the atmosphere
Your glory, God, is what our hearts long for
To be overcome by Your presence, Lord
My face is so cheesy... but I just couldn't help it!
Also, NONE of this would have happened without my parents. My mom was a rock-star when it came to the details, even though my indecisiveness made me a pill to work with sometimes, and my dad made sure every decision was exactly what I wanted. Going over these pictures always makes me incredibly thankful.
Next up: the after-party! Not just reception pictures, though... you won't want to miss pictures of my fabulous wedding party, too!