to keep my eyes on the door.
Today I choose to keep my eyes on the entrance door. I remember the day I got married. I had just turned 20 and I was all dressed, waiting in Pastor Johnson’s study for the wedding to start. I began to fidget, but I was excited to see my bride, Joyce. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Pastor Johnson looked at me and asked, “Are you ready?” He opened the door and we walked into the sanctuary and took our places in the front of the church. The music started and the ushers brought in the grandparents. I was so proud. Then my parents. Then the bride’s mother. The bridesmaids, Linda and Mary, were followed by Becca, Joyce’s sister. Then my little sister, Sara (5 years old), followed them, throwing flower pedals on the floor as she came. The organ started to play the wedding song and then the doors opened and I heard a gasp. There in the entrance way was the most beautiful woman in the world. As she walked arm in arm with her dad, all I could think of was “wow!!” As she got closer and closer I could see her beautiful smile