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The Unity Road Writings - Lets Go!

67 days to go. 

As the days continue to countdown until 9.24, the pressure begins to increase. However, not so much the type of pressure you might expect from someone getting married. No, I'm not getting "cold feet". No, I'm not having second guesses about this decision in my life. And no, I'm not worried about the future that lies before me and my soon-to-be wife. 

Actually, I'm feeling quite the opposite. I'm excited about the next couple of weeks. I was excited about her having a Bridal Shower with her favorite ladies in Syracuse. I am excited about our upcoming "Shower #2" as we call it, which includes the men and women down here in Brooklyn. And of course, a party while we're getting together. I'm excited about our possible new apartment. I'm excited about having my boys at my side for the great day to come. I'm excited, period.
 So no, the pressure doesn't come from what lies ahead. The pressure comes from finalizing what lies ahead.

With 67 days to do, the race against the clock now begins. So much to do, very little to time to do it. 

However, I'm not saying anything that any event planner, or any that has gotten or been a part of a wedding doesn't know. 

Yet, this pressure is the type that gave me that feeling in my stomach. 

The butterfly-anxious-adrenaline type of pressure. 

The type of feeling that affirms that things are getting real. 

With 67 days to go, it is game time. Let's go!

With much of the planning out of the way, all of the visions, imagination, wishes, brainstorms, and most importantly, prayers, are now becoming tangible. 

 Groomsmen suits are on their way. 

One last visit to Syracuse is coming up. 

The bachelor party is being planned. 

Apartment hunting is close to being over. 

Bridal Shower #2 is coming up. 

And oh yeah, the wedding is almost less than two months away. 

So yes, the pressure is there. But, the Lord hasn't steered us wrong yet. 

So, how can I not be excited about moving forward?
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