The bride and the groom made a striking couple.  The many folk attending the wedding were clearly pleased to have been invited.  They paid tribute to a couple who, for all appearances deeply loved each other.  Yet, the wedding was pagan at the core.  Not decadent, but Godless.

I couldn’t help but wonder what I should have both been feeling and thinking, as well as about what I actually felt and thought about the ceremony.  What I actually felt and thought can be summed up in the word “sadness.”  I watched many people being happy to be in the shadows, living with a pointer, rather than with the reality that both casts the shadow and is that to which  the pointers point.  I overhead one person say, “What a happy night” as they took part in the festivities.  There was a lot of talk about love, and rightfully so at a wedding.

But, it was sad.  The love of which they talked was a human centered love, with the assumption that to be forever and completely loving lies within the natural human potential.  Sadly, and for many people unknowingly, the assumption is an illusion.  All the bride needed to consider was what happened to her parents, to see that human effort, as valuable as it is, and as important as human responsibility is, will not guarantee successful togetherness.

The ceremony included a rite in which the officiate with 5 ribbons tied together the hands of the bride and groom – the knot was being tied!!   But, after all was said and done, the attempt to ignore God was obvious, not recognizing that God has a way of not being ignored.

Will the newlyweds eventually learn that love includes repentance, asking and giving forgiveness, and finding out from God what is best for the other?  Will they come to the awareness that the life that God is willing to give includes our arranging our agenda around the well being of the other?  What will it take for them to gain the necessary knowledge of, and ability for, the love that originates in God?

Ironically, the wedding was held in an elegant and a prestigious museum, a beautiful place, a testimony to God’s gift of creativity and interpretation, although it does not directly point to God as the source of either.   The museum itself was a parallel to the wedding ceremony.  Both were tremendous pointers, but which were missed by most of those in attendance.  Yes, the evening at its deepest, was a sad one, which, of course, few seemed to sense.