steadfast love

Well, yes. What a wonderful celebration of my eldest son’s marriage! It was a picture-perfect and poignant weekend, from beginning to end. If you were present, I know you know this. And if you were not, I know you’re just dying for details! So, then, here are a few… and pictures, too. :=)

Late on Saturday morning we settled into a condo with majestic mountain views in this lovely Adirondack lake town. Mid-afternoon, the wedding party and parents rehearsed with Pastor Z. on the resort lawn, for lack of available venue. Who could complain, with sweeping vistas such as these?

Kudos to the bride and groom for assembling such a stellar wedding party. First class folk, all ’round. And what a hoot — this bride was ridin’ herd! But her sis-in-law proved essential in corralling cats down the “isle” formed by a colorful array of bags and shoes. Resort residents, perched on balconies or parked on the lawn, chirped and chimed in a time or two, clearly enjoying the show. ;=)

The rehearsal dinner was a purposefully casual affair. The mother of the bride graciously welcomed folks to her party. My Mister spoke about “forever” to our son and his bride-to-be. Heartfelt does not describe! I don’t know if there was a dry eye in the house as the sun set. A lovely Havdalah ceremony closed the event but conversations and celebrations continued long into the evening.

Sunday morning started off just right, as far as I was concerned. I treasured time with the groom as we shopped for last-minute breakfast food and he polished up his vows. He started a fire in the fireplace to ease the Adk chill. We welcomed just a few guests to the condo for coffee and bagels, yogurt and local granola, fruit and other goodies.

Then it was sweet sister time: boutique shopping and leisurely lunching. It might have been a lonely weekend otherwise, as the Hubs (and younger son) were swamped by farm work and hustling back-‘n-forth to accommodate this destination wedding. I, more or less peripheral to the Big. Event., would have been weekending alone — if not for my sisters. They made all the difference!

It was a full-to-the-brim kind of day. The best! My cup runneth over.

And then, finally, the Big. Event. Theirs was an interfaith marriage — Christian and Jewish. Many elements of Judaism are familiar, as it is foundational to my faith, but matrimonial traditions were not familiar. The ceremony was a wonderful blend of meaningful customs, carefully explained. I am so proud of how well they pulled it all off.

The bride had painstakingly prepared so many special accoutrements — from table favors to isle runner — for their formal affair. Her chuppah, symbolic of the open walls of their home and parents’ support, was exquisite. The ketubah ceremony with Rabbi M. was nothing less than precious.

The wedding ceremony was just perfect. Pastor Z. spoke to becoming one. The bride vowed to grow and build. The groom vowed to cede and love perfectly. Again, I dare say, not a dry eye remained. Rabbi S. spoke to teamwork. The best man and matron of honor spoke to unlikely paths, finding soul mates, and lasting love. I know that I will remember it forever.

The Hubs and I so very much enjoyed reconnecting with family and friends who made the journey to celebrate with us. What a gift! Thank you. And we became friends and family with so many more. Thank you, too. My only regret is for those not present to share in this holy matrimony. You missed something really special — not to mention a great party that lasted well into the night!

On Monday morning, we were in no hurry to leave this lovely place. My sister, my daughter, my son-in-law, and I ascended the highest mountain in the region, just to see what we could see. It was early enough yet to enjoy solitude — a rare privilege, indeed.

In that moment there was perfect peace. How majestic, these mountains. God is so much more and yet He seemed so near! How steadfast, our heavenly Father’s love. He is faithful through the generations.

Psalm 36:5-9, a Psalm of David

Your steadfast love, O Lord, extends to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the clouds.
Your righteousness is like the mountains of God;
your judgments are like the great deep;
man and beast you save, O Lord.

How precious is your steadfast love, O God!
The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house,
and you give them drink from the river of your delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light do we see light.

Oh, continue your steadfast love to those who know you,
and your righteousness to the upright of heart!

When you know, you know.

~René Morley