My baby sister got married yesterday. I'm still trying to let that soak in. During the week leading up to the wedding I felt surprisingly composed about the whole thing, but once the actual wedding day rolled around, it was not easy to turn off the waterworks. Not that I was ever near adequate enough, but I can't believe she's someone else's now, to defend, protect, love, etc.

And I never thought it would be so easy to love a new family member. But I love my new brother-in-law because I see how much my sister loves him, how much he loves her, and how good they are together. Even DJ, who is a tough cookie in this department, is won over.

I imagine I'm feeling a bit like what in-laws must feel like. These two young kids are traipsing around the world as husband and wife and all I want to do is make sure they're safe and happy, and doing everything right for their marriage and their future life. But really, the only thing I can do is lay them before the feet of God and trust.