I officiated at a wedding on Saturday night. [this post is not about the Holy Land, because we are travelling today.] Anyway, I officated at a wedding on Saturday night. Good folks. I enjoy weddings a lot when I can tell that the bride and groom love each other.
Usually when the bride walks down the isle, I think of the bride and groom and true love. I think of my own dear wife. Saturday as the bride was walking down the isle, I thought for the first time about the father of the bride. Here he is, walking his little girl down the isle. I started to cry. Although none of my children have weddings scheduled, they are probably on the horizon in the next few years.
I saw myself in this man's shoes. I was both happy and sad. What changes life brings to us! It is also interesting how I made that moment about me. We humans are so funny like that.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
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Because he loves so deeply, Jeff is just going to be a blubbering mess, when the time comes to give his beautiful daughters away, in marriage.
And speaking of romance, there's such a good picture of your old Red Bridge, in this morning's Star, along with a romantic story. I loved it that they threw the keys away.
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