In anticipation of a good friend's wedding yesterday, I was thinking about why I like weddings. There are many things, but the thing that stuck out to me yesterday was the sense of hope they represent. Hope of what? I think weddings represent a hope we have that our desire for perfect union will be satisfied. This is a massive desire, to be sure. So big, in fact, that we often end up looking right around it for other things than acknowledging how much it dominates us. This is a good desire, by the way, a God-given desire...for it is with Him that we desire a perfect union.
Weddings are times that reconnect us with our desire for God, with others, with another person. They remind us of the perfection we long for in our relationship with all things. This is probably why weddings can be painful, too, because they remind of what isn't, what hasn't happened, and what has happened...that leaves us far short of the beauty and hope of such events, and the perfect union. But the pain of these things is never enough to overcome the power of our desire for all that is good with another person, with this world, with God. For as great as this power is, God's desire for such perfect union is even more profound, more deep, more beautiful. And, He will not be stopped in His pursuit of His bride.
I enjoyed the wedding immensely. I enjoyed even more what it represented...about my and our desire for perfect union.
