I got to sit next to Becca even though I was a bit late...or maybe because I was a bit late. I wasn't the only one, late, either. They held up the wedding 15 minutes as people were still trying to find parking spaces at the small country chapel.
When Amanda walked in, she tried to stop smiling. She failed.
When Grant saw her, he tried to stop crying. He failed.
Their ceremony glorified Christ...it was everything a ceremony should be, too. Short, but not too short. Meaningful, but not too "forced." It was beautiful, but not ostentatious. Formal, but not stuffy. There was mention of holding True Love Waits vows. There was spontaneous applause. There was spontaneous laughter. They played the theme from Indiana Jones as their recessional music.
Then we enjoyed the reception...whichSteve-O, stealing a line from the ceremony, kept referring to as "the covenant meal." We had "covenant punch," "covenant cheese," "covenant pasta," etc. The reception was actually VERY fun. College kids'll do that. Actual dancing, cheering, clapping, conga lines...good DJ, good time, even with the overly sappy and trying-too-hard toasts.
Then the bride and groom snuck out, which I found fitting.
Sometimes, the perfect wedding day for a great couple actually falls into place. It was what I'd like my daughter's weddings to be: Mostly friends of the bride and groom, some very close friends of the parents, and a meaningful ceremony.
Congratulations, Grant and Amanda. If your marriage is anything like your wedding & reception, it'll be a joyful celebration. May it be so.
*toasting, with champagne flute, "Hear, hear."*
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