I suppose I should be ready to move on to other topics besides my son’s wedding, but I am not willing to be over the joy of it all. At least not yet.
It’s not fair. I’m finding myself jealous of their honeymoon. We should all get a honeymoon. You need some time to process all the emotions. I think Marti and I are going to plan one after our next wedding. Having never been through the wedding of a son or daughter, I don’t think we knew what to expect. It’s too much joy to handle in one or two days; you need a while to bask in it.
I’m reminded of how many feasts and celebrations God ordained for the children of Israel in the Old Testament, and how many of them take several days to complete. He must have planned for this.
It dawned on me the day after the wedding, when the new Mr. and Mrs. Fischer stopped by to pick up something left at our house and stayed to download the memories for a couple hours, that we would rarely be seeing Christopher anymore without Beth. After a string of relationships involving a steady stream of questions, doubts, hopes, dreams, and broken hearts, this was different. This was it. This really happened. This was permanent.
Of course there will be new issues down this road to deal with. There will be problems to surmount and adjustments to make, but they will be different ones. These two are now one; that door is closed behind them and a world of new joys, sorrows and challenges has opened up for them.
We belong to Christ. We are one with Him. Whatever issues come up about life and faith, that is not one of them. “But while God and I shall be, I am His and He is mine” goes the old hymn, and we can embrace that by faith, regardless.
Take some time with that today. Our oneness with Him – and with each other – is worth celebrating. Take a second honeymoon with your first love.
“…that they may be one as we are one — I in them and you in me — so that they may be brought to complete unity. Then the world will know that you sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me.” (Part of Christ’s prayer for us in John 17:22-23)
John Fischer The Catch 
I find that a “honeymoon” is needed for other big life events, too. I became a grandma for the first time on April 22, 2012 and that first week was a honeymoon sort of week of adjusting to this new reality for baby’s parents and for this grandma. Similar to marriage, having a new life (in the form of a baby) join the family means many adjustments, new learnings and lots and lots of love. Oh the love. My grandbaby has the blessed fortune of coming to a family where there is plenty of love to go around, hundreds of relatives who are and will continue to cheer him on, and to encourage him in the Lord. He is very blessed and I am privileged. May we all take the time for a “honeymoon” whenever it is needed!
Well said. Thank you.
Congratulations Emily on the blessed event of becoming a Grandma 4 the 1st time! 🙂
Daer Pastor John, as you wrote: “I suppose I should be ready to move on to other topics besides my son’s wedding, but I am not willing to be over the joy of it all. At least not yet.” and plz don’t feel / think you need “to move on…” very simply becauz I get a whole lot out of you sharing yours & Marti’s joy over Christopher’s & Beth’s wedding, it’s a blessing! And I loved the thought of taking a 2nd honeymoon w/ my 1st love, the Lord & Savoir of my life Jesus Christ, I hope to be celebrating it and Him FOREVER… 🙂
John: I have especially enjoyed your posts for the last week as my daughter will be getting married in 3 weeks and so I can relate to some of the emotions. It is a blessed event and it has been wonderful watching how God brought her together with this very special young man who I will soon be calling “son.” They met at Mt Hermon and the wedding will be in Felton followed by the reception in Santa Cruz as that is where he grew up and where most of their friends are. Since we live 2 1/2 hours away we decided to come a couple days early to get things ready and then stay a few days after to “recover” but I think after reading your post today I will rename those days from recovery to “honeymoon.” Thanks
I can understand your desire to write about this day repeatedly. My youngest son was married last year the first week of May. They were married in a Catholic Church. It was the first time I ever sat in a Catholic Church. I grew up in the Baptist denomination, and frankly got tired of all the condemnation of Catholics I heard there. When my son and daughter-in law took their vows with our Savior looking down at them, it was magnificient.
Sweet!