“When the world sees the way that I love you/they will see the way Jesus loves them”
That’s the final statement in the grooms vows when I perform weddings. I get a lot of compliments on that line. In fact, just the other week, as I was walking out of what a beautiful reception I was chased down by a gentleman who wanted to tell me something I’ve heard more than a few times:
“That was the most worshipful wedding I’ve ever attended”
That makes me sad.
Don’t get me wrong. It makes me feel good to be complimented. I like when people tell me I’m good at something, or funny, or that the way I play fantasy football reminds them of Francis Underwood.
It makes me sad because people go to a LOT of weddings! One year Kristan and I watched like 16 knots get tied. That was the year I finally bought dress shoes, spent more money at Bed, Bath and Beyond than the rest of my life combined, and got all of 1 Corinthians 13 memorized.
How do we sit in wedding after wedding and let it not be about what it’s supposed to be about?
Easy. Because we are convinced it’s about us.
When it’s OUR special day, it can’t be HIS special day. If it’s about us, it’s not worship.
We have settled into a habit, even on the most ordinary of days, of turning everything inward. We work for ourselves. We have hobbies for ourselves. We exercise for ourselves. Day after day goes by and it becomes increasingly difficult to find God in the mundane. Only in the EXTRAordinary does God emerge.
A wedding is an extraordinary moment. It’s a special day. It’s that rare pause in our lives when our attention is naturally drawn upwards…if we will let it.
It’s often missed.
Otherwise known as Magic Eye. You remember these nightmares. 2D pictures that, if you stare at them long enough you’ll either see a 3D image or a schooner emerge or blood will start coming out of your ears.
I hated these things. I lacked the patience and discipline to find the hidden picture. Nevertheless I had a few of the posters in my room when I was a kid. I was content with the wavy lines and colors. Obviously I believed there was something else there, but I never bothered really trying to see it.
Life is like that. Even on the most mundane days there is a lot more going on – a 3d image hidden in the 2d routine of our lives. It’s natural for us to settle into life and struggle to consistently find God in the ordinary. It’s not good, but it is natural.
Weddings aren’t ordinary. They are extraordinary. They are one of those moments when we can so easily stop and see past the regular 2d pattern of man and woman to find the image of God in husband and wife.
We just have to try…