Yes, it's wedding season and this past weekend we headed over the mountain... again... We drove 3 hours on Friday and stayed with friends near Portland, traveling the 2 more hours to central Washington Saturday afternoon to celebrate another blessed union.
David and Prentiss were married at the home of the grooms parents. The grounds were beautiful. There was a fabulous old red barn surrounded by groves of trees and fields, and happy, pristine gardens throughout the property.
The weather was beautiful. It was another perfect day. It would have been hot if the cloud cover had lifted... but it didn't and it was heavenly. Have I mentioned yet that everything was perfect? What is it about weddings?
Prentiss' father led those gathered in prayer. He reminded the bride and groom of God's plan for marriage and the importance of the covenant before Him. He spoke specifically to David regarding his role as husband and head of their home. Then he addressed his daughter. And I'm choking up again just remembering how hard it was for Skip to get his composure and speak. He reminded her of the special place she holds in her husband's heart and in her home... We all sang.
He led them through their vows. Then he invited them to finally enjoy their first kiss... which they did.
The food was delicious and instead of wedding cake we enjoyed an ice cream sundae bar served from an ornate antique Indian temple piece. I thought it poignant that it had been redeemed to serve at the wedding feast of 2 Christ Ones.
And because we are gluttons that cannot be satisfied to just do what we came to do...we did more! I'll share tomorrow.