A Perfect Day For a Wedding

The wedding Mark officiated was so beautiful. The couple had a very small gathering at a friend's lake house. The weather could not have been any more perfect. Not too hot, some cloud coverage, yet no rain. (thank you to God for that one)
Mark and the men of the wedding party arrived by boat.


The guys


The beautiful flower girl


During the ceremony


The happy couple sharing a hug


The vows they picked out were very sweet and touching. During the ceremony a poem was read. When Mark was going over the ceremony at home, he read this to me. Lets just say that it melted my icy heart. We'd like to renew our vows one day. I want this at our "next wedding".
Hands by Patricia A. Walton
A good marriage is a lifetime of hands.
It's a shaking hand sliding a shiny gold band onto the finger of another shaking hand.....
It's hands touching in sudden tenderness, or swinging together down a crowded street, or fingers interlocking in the darkness of a theater.
It's expressive hands: the playful pat... the beckoning waves... the "Help me please" gesture...
It's two ecstatic hands being grasped by tiny brand new hands...
It's a proud hand introducing an embarrassed hand...
It's healthy hands holding sick hands.
It's hands joining in prayer.
And finally, it's a shaking hand sliding a dull gold band off the finger of a very hand.

Wow. I think that poem very much expresses what marriage is. (or at least should be)