Married in Winter
Today I attended a wedding between two of my friends. To be honest, it feels weird to say friend when I can't recall the last time I talked to either of them personally (maybe a year ago?) They're also a few years older. I saw both of them more as my leaders growing up but now that we're all getting up there in age, friend seems like the right term. So yes, my friends: both of whom have impacted the way I view love in relation to my faith, how the two coexist and help the other grow. At their wedding Mass, I was blessed to witness the beginning of their new life. I watched the church doors open, revealing a beautifully dressed bride in a light shade of rose, walking arm in arm with her parents on either side, her Dad holding back tears. I saw the groom holding back his own tears, embracing his future father-in-law, smiling at his future mother-in-law, and taking his soon to be wife into his arms as they turned to face the altar. I stood there surrounded by youth leaders fro...
