I love weddings.
I think it started when I worked at a tuxedo rental shop for a couple years. It was either that or when many of my friends started getting married-and having the most amazing ceremonies.
When you tie together an aesthetically pleasing, crafted to the couple, meaningful celebration with the beautiful covenant and representation of Christ's love for the church that a marriage is, boy do I love it.
I've had the sweet blessing of getting to be part of a few of my friends and cousin's ceremonies. When I was asked to read scripture, I'd write the verses out by hand and pray them for the couple. The verses are now hanging from my bedroom mirror-a way for me to remember to pray for them. I've had the sweet joy of standing in two weddings now-both girls are so dear to me. My best friend actually got married about a week ago, and being part of the process and knowing them and their hearts was something that I'll always be thankful for.
I've been somewhat nostalgic recently, with graduating college and having all these life changes happen to me and to the people around me. Graduations, engagements, marriages, babies, etc. Getting older is fun.
But really. I love weddings. I love being there and hearing the vows-the promises to love, respect, serve, cherish, honor, and encourage one another. I know no marriage is perfect, but I do appreciate the view we get into peoples hearts at their weddings, and the reminders I get to love others, submit my life to the Lord, and to serve.
I don't know. I just love it.