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Our best friend got married

Our friend, Scott, got married! It was so exciting to meet the gal that finally got him to say I do. They seem like two peas in a pod, which is funny considering how much disgust he has for peas. I wanted to share with you the moment that I knew something was different about our friend. It happened right after I captured this photo.




Isn't that lovely! I always love when the bride and groom are kind and caring when they share cake. Anyway, back to my point. You see, we've shared many meals with Scott. So many that I couldn't count them all if my life depended on it. That happens when you live in a dorm together and crash at one another's house. Scott always had this one habit in regards to table manners. He did not share silverware, spoons or cups. If you wanted to taste something from his plate, you had to have a perfectly clean fork or you might as well take the whole thing for yourself. There was pretty much no such thing as taking a taste of a drink and just forget about sharing a dessert, it just didn't happen.
As I snapped this picture, I wasn't thinking about that, I was thinking about how cute of a couple they are and how sweet it was to capture them feeding each other. But then I looked and there they were sharing cake. Scott was eating from a fork that had just been in Heather's mouth! I was shocked! I realized that Scott had found someone that he not only loved but he also trusted. I knew in that moment that things were going to be great for him, he was going to grow old with this young lady and they were going to have lots of great memories together. It was one of those God moments for me. God nudging me to see what good thing had just been created and to keep me aware of other good things will come.

It has been a long road in someways, but I think that the one that Scott and Heather are journeying in together is going to be even longer, mo fun filled, more amazing than any of us could have imagined for them.

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