“Possum God” and other memories of my now married daughter

Our oldest daughter married her best buddy yesterday. Feeling inspired to write something for the occasion, I informed her that the birth certificate entitled me to five minutes of the ceremony and that she didn’t need to know what I was going to do. My hubby and I made an audio recording of the following letter. He read the words that are in bold, and we read the passage from Numbers at the end together while an instrumental version of “Awesome God” played softly in the background. I chose this song not only because I like it, but also because when she was little she thought the title was “Possum God.”

To our first daughter,

We joyfully learned of your existence 23 years ago and have spent all these years getting to know you. But how wondrous that the Lord knew you before He spun time into motion.

Somehow, in His perfect wisdom and utterly complete grasp of eternity and empty places that need filling, He created you. For His divine reasons beyond our comprehension — but undoubtedly because of love — He allowed us to cradle you in our arms, nourish you in every way frail humans can, change your diapers, nudge you forward to take your first steps, wash dirt out of your mouth, and observe you tenderly taking care of other children barely smaller than you.

He blessed us with a tomboy who memorized police books, who wore camo and mud, who could shoot down all the skeet her uncles could launch, who could do more pushups than me, and who became a force to be reckoned with on the basketball court — by the players and the referees.

We have watched you become a beautiful, even prissy young woman who appreciates makeup more than mud, and lace more than camo (maybe), and who is desperately trying to figure out how to have cute hair while wearing a police uniform.

There are so many more stories we could tell [dramatic pause to make her nervous], but we know you are feeling extremely anxious about what those might be. Just know we treasure each of them in our hearts, the silly ones as well as the touching ones.

So now, in spite of the fact that we told you to stay away from boys, we have come to this moment. Today you commit to being a wife and helper of the one God brought to you. We encourage you to honor your husband by putting him first, following his lead, and admitting he is right more often than you think.

AJ, we are eternally grateful that you know Jesus and desire to honor Him with your life. We encourage you to guard and cherish your wife as the treasure she is, not only because she is our daughter, which is a really good reason, but because she belongs to God. (And we recommend letting her believe she is right sometimes.) We welcome you and your family into ours.

It is because we know you both are followers of Christ and that He has a plan for your life together that we consent to and rejoice in your marriage.

Some advice for you both from Proverbs:

Trust in the Lord with all your heart

And do not lean on your own understanding.

In all your ways acknowledge Him,

And He will make your paths straight.

Honor the Lord from your wealth

And from the first of all your produce;

So your barns will be filled with plenty

And your vats will overflow with new wine.

Keep sound wisdom and discretion,

So they will be life to your soul

And adornment to your neck.

Then you will walk in your way securely

And your foot will not stumble.

(Proverbs 3 – NAS)

We pray this over you:

The Lord bless you, and keep you;

The Lord make His face shine on you,

And be gracious to you;

The Lord lift up His countenance on you,

And give you peace.

(Numbers 6:24-26)


Mom and Dad

Janice Powell 2013


3 thoughts on ““Possum God” and other memories of my now married daughter

  1. How totally precious, Janice. Leave it to you to have me in tears at the beginning of a day!! I’m sure the recording was perfect and that your now-married-daughter will cherise the memory of its part in her wedding.

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