Marriage Monday

Our Wedding Day!

Welcome to June and the month of weddings. This was the two of us, 30 years ago this year. Sometimes we tease each other saying, "It's been like one long, lovely afternoon."

And actually, we really do mean it.

We were married in Canada, where I grew up. Our nuptials took place in a lovely stone Baptist church. Afterward, we hosted an hors d'oeuvres reception in a converted mansion—with 21 fireplaces—owned by a posh women's club. (My mother's idea.) We stood for a formal receiving line and then there were speeches. Several telegrams were read aloud before we cut the cake.

I came to faith in Christ in my late teens through the youth ministry of Young Life, and I migrated around a bit before settling down with the Baptists. My husband (a handsome dude, isn't he?) was attending an "on fire" Charismatic church south of the border at the time, so we had both pastors co-officiate at our wedding.

After we exchanged our vows, the American pastor offered, "You may kiss the bride." Always a showman, my new husband bent me over backward and planted a great big juicy one on my lips. The congregation gasped and then snickered. My proper Baptist minister (a Scotsman) attempted to regain control of the situation by intoning, "And I think a prrrrayer should be apprrrroprrrriate." We heard more snickers and some outright guffaws.

We dutifully bowed our heads.

The congregation gasped and then snickered. My proper Baptist minister (a Scotsman) attempted to regain control of the situation by intoning, "And I think a prrrrayer should be apprrrroprrrriate."

Since e-Dad and I were married in the October, we opted for brown tuxedos on the men, with celadon floor length gowns on the women. We had three groomsmen and three bridesmaids. I sewed my own satin gown and veil. Notice the quail feathers in my bridal bouquet. Aren't they unique—and reminiscent of autumn? (My dear mother again.)

We planned our ceremony to be something of a witness to our 200 guests, most of whom were not believers. Our music was mainly contemporary worship songs, and the ceremony was full of God-honoring Scripture. We had two guitar soloists—one from each country. As a further sign of our commitment, we chose to sign the legal documents in front of the whole congregation.

I walked down the aisle on my father's arm to classical organ music, and nearly didn't make it. My knees were literally knocking together! Have you ever had that experience? I hadn't—and fortunately, I haven't since!

This photo was taken on our way back up the aisle (more organ music) after we were introduced as Mister and Missus. The door to our adventure together as life partners had just flung open.

We closed our eyes, plugged our noses... and jumped!

Now tell me your story.

Our very first date.

A few years later.

Welcome To Marriage Monday

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Our topic for this month is, "Our Wedding Day!" (Please join us, even if you weren't married in June.) If you’ve already told your story in an previous blog post, give us more details. You can talk about your:

• wedding reception
• honeymoon
• wedding vows
• funny anecdote
• engagement
• important anniversary, etc.

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• song
• poem
• video clip
• podcast, etc.

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July's Topic is Open

Many Mommy bloggers have limited time at the computer during the summer months. In order to make it easy, July's topic will be wide open. Feel free to discuss Christian marriage from any angle you deem relevant and God-honoring.

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