Why I Call My Wife “The Bride”

We were married in 2008 in Maui.
We were married in 2008 in Maui.

I come from a long line of divorces.

My grandpa divorced my grandma, my uncles divorced my aunts, and my dad has been married at least 3 times. And then there is my bride, Amanda. Her grandparents were married for over 50 years. Her parents have been married over 30 years. Her sisters have been married for 15 and 9 years.

One day I was talking to a man named G. L. Johnson, the late pastor of the largest church in Fresno, CA. I had been married for less than a year and we were talking about the marriage and how I am going to break the chain of divorces in my family. I saw a woman approaching out of the corner of my eye, and as she got closer, Pastor Johnson noticed her, stopped mid-word and said to me, “This is my bride, Jackie.” She lit up, kissed him on the cheek, shook my hand as we exchanged pleasantries, and she waked away.

I asked him, “Why do you call her your bride?” He smiled, put his hand on my shoulder, and said, “Son, you don’t divorce a bride.” I vowed from that day forth that Amanda would always be my wife, but I will look at her as my bride.

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