A Few Thoughts on a Wedding

Love.

Come, let’s be a comfortable couple and take care of each other! How glad we shall be that we have somebody we are fond of always, to talk to and sit with. Charles Dickens in Nicholas NIckleby

Ah, Charlie, you have nearly boiled marriage down to its very essence.

Our son, Aaron, married his Jennifer last weekend. I don’t think there is any event that a family experiences that has so many moving parts. Those myriad details, those heaps (as our Aussie relatives say) of lists. And, of course, the pervasive sense of joy.

And all of that happy madness headed for a moment when they enter into a lifelong covenant with one another.

I was thinking about this recently, about the improbability of marriage. Consider: two individual human beings with their histories and habits and foibles and mistakes and propensities and strengths and weaknesses are expected to live together, with some success, for a lifetime.

Writer Robert Fulghum put it this way: “We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness – and call it love – true love.”

And this was God’s idea.

He said (I paraphrase Ephesians 5): When you do this thing, when you enter into this covenant, you are illustrating in real life my love for my Church. This is a holy act, not to be entered into lightly.

Jesus’ first miracle was at a wedding reception. Have you ever considered the significance of that fact? He implicitly confirmed marriage in both its seriousness – and its celebration.

In marriage, His love for us, His delight in our company is on exhibit for all to see. When we establish a home, bear and raise our children, stay together in sickness and health, wealth and poverty, laughter and tears, we display on a very, very small scale the love and patience and tenderness of God Himself.

So Aaron and Jennifer, in the filtered sunlight of a coastal California afternoon, pledged their lives and love to each other. The ceremony was short and very sweet.

At one point, Natalia was sitting next to me after completing her flower girl duties – flawlessly, by the way.

Flower girl

She had been gazing intently at Jennifer and Aaron standing in front of her Starki, who was performing the ceremony. “Starka,” she whispered, “why are they crying?” “Those are happy tears,” I assured her.  “Oh,” she said, nodding quite seriously.

And so they were.

There were, refreshingly, traditional vows.

And yes, “obey” made an appearance. Aaron and Jennifer understand original intent, not the disdainful contemporary view of that word.

The bride’s large Portuguese clan was there. Our family and friends gathered in from the bay area, Maryland, Colorado, Serbia. We ate and laughed and danced for hours.

To see one’s children happily married is a wonderful thing. To know they are entering into that union under the covering of the Holy Spirit is – well, magnificent.

And we have every reason to believe that they will be a comfortable couple and take care of each for the rest of their lives.

Did you enter into marriage with a biblical understanding of its significance?

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3 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Erin Smith on October 7, 2012 at 6:34 pm

    Wonderful! Congratulations to everyone involved. I am so happy for the Celovsky and Ormonde families<3

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  2. Happy was, blessedly, everywhere!

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  3. Posted by Mary Lucas on November 5, 2012 at 1:31 am

    Wonderful thoughts on a very special experience. Yes, it is a gift from God. I agree, it is showing itself as such in all of the goods, bads, and in between’s that life has presented for Dave and I also. Amen, to a traditional ceremony too!!

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