|Posted by Rod Ferbrache on October 3, 2009 at 2:25 PM|
I was asked by my niece if I could write a piece for hers and Matt's wedding, I was of course honoured to do so.
Two streams began, they were both miles apart
Each not knowing the other was there,
So consumed by the journey they were travelling on
Life was fun, and without any care.
Though as time went by there were barriers to cross,
No brook is obstacle free
There were rocks and bends, waterfalls too,
Yet on the whole was plain to see
Their way had direction as onward they flowed,
The water became deep and wide,
Twas only when looked from above you could see
They had gradually flowed side by side.
Then after a period of time had elapsed
A date in heaven was set.
Destined by God, no, not by man,
These two streams eventually met.
We see here today two streams have become
A river that flows into one,
The reason you see, is God had a plan,
T'would be easy to say Job Done.
Yet this is the start, not the end of the road
For Nikki and Matt have set out
On a journey together with God as their guide,
And His blessing there is no doubt.
Once water meets up you can't tear it apart,
You can't tell which drop came from where.
So too with a couple who God has made one,
It's not a haphazard affair.
He's committed to them; they're committed to Him
There are three in the marriage, not two.
Not a thing to take lightly, this is for life
When they say to each other I do.
I'm sure you like me would wish them both well,
Asking Him that their marriage be blest.
And forty years on still be able to say
I think we have passed the test!