Becoming a Bride, Myrick Memories

Meeting Mr. Myrick

“Does anyone have that Soil Class after this?” I shouted loudly into the greenhouse. My eyes searched for the lone reply. Obnoxiously, I introduced myself from across the room, “My name’s Emily!”

“I know” was all he said.

Taken aback, I asked him for his name. Unfortunately, when you have a name like Silas, and accompany your acquaintance with a possum-eatin’ grin, it causes your future wife to not believe you’re telling her your real name.

Two weeks passed from my embarrassing disbelief, and what felt like little pebbles starting hitting my back in that Soil Class. I had always dreamed of a boy throwing rocks at my window, but the look on Silas’ face when I caught him throwing them at me was more than enough to make up missing the desired target.

There was something noticeably different about him. I didn’t know what it was right away, but the more I got to know Silas the more I realized whatever it was he had, I wanted it, too. It wasn’t until I told him I was thinking about reading the Bible that I began to understand it was his relationship with Jesus that set him apart. He eagerly offered to read with me, and at that moment I realized just how special he truly is. We started reading together: Genesis, then Exodus, until I decided I wasn’t patient enough to start cover-to-cover: I had to learn more about Jesus in the New Testament.

No one has ever shown me Jesus’ love in quite the amazing way Silas has. He loved me from the start of this incredibly special transformation: a renewal the gracious Lord gives to all those who believe and trust in him alone. He has seen me at my worst moments and never once made me feel like I was undeserving, or less than, or not good enough. He met me where I was, and led me by example to the Word – to Jesus.

“For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.” (Ephesians 2:8-9)

Silas pursued my friendship from the beginning when I was completely lost; my brokenness on the inside manifested in ugliness on the outside. But he saw my worth through it all and fearlessly grabbed onto my burning curiosity. It’s almost as if the Lord knew I worshiped boys and relationships and decided to use it to his advantage by delivering the gospel to my dead, broken, lifeless, hungry heart through his faithful servant he knew I would notice. Silas made the gospel come alive for me – the way he loves me could only make sense because of the way Jesus does, and in turn, enables him to do the same.

“We love because he first loved us.” (1 John 4:19)

One day, the church will be completely restored and unite with God in the eternal marriage. But God, in his perfect generosity, gave us the gift of earthly marriage, so that by his grace we might be a small picture of the relationship God desires with us. My soul is confident that Silas is my person – the person who compliments me in all the ways the Lord prepared beforehand. It is my hope that the covenant we entered into will point people to Jesus, just like Silas did for me.

“Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit in everything to their husbands. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, so that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish. In the same way husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself.” (Ephesians 5:22-28, ESV)

 

happy two years of being my person, Silas.

Love, your Emmie

4 thoughts on “Meeting Mr. Myrick

  1. Such a precious love story! You write beautifully. ❤️ I’m so excited you started your blog; can’t wait to continue following along!

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