"Finally, I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell." Frederick Buechner
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Allow it? It should be compulsory!!!!
Indeed, DP. Indeed.
Is there a line between joy and showing-off? I actually would have allowed it as the recessional,but would not have wanted the challenge of moving from that procession to the more solemn tone of the marriage rite.
Elizabeth writes: "And yes, I would "allow" it at a church where I was rector."
Alas!!! You won't find that much rhythm in all the Chathams.
If that was the wedding, I want to go to the reception. That's a parteeeeeee.
And I think you would move a little more than their minister did... yes? (I know I would!!!)
Anyone know the tune or artist? It's good and catchy.
Fr.Daniel Weir. I know. But, you know, the track record of the church in emphasizing the "solemnity" of marriage is not so good. Maybe if more people danced to the aisle . . .??????
Thanks, Elizabeth. What fun!
Caminante, the song is Forever -
by Chris Brown.
I'm fine with the dancing.
I didn't like the choice of music. I'm no fan of hypersexualized secular music at weddings. Weddings are, after all, an act of worship.
But there are hyms one can dance to. And if you can't find one, write another.
Indeed, if as you say, "more people danced down the aisle" there wouldn't be so many videos of still hungover participants passing out of worse, during the service.
I am amazed that all these straight guys were willing to boogie and got their groove on, with one exception. Yes, there is always one with no sense of rhythm.
Joy, like love, is rare enough that it should be welcomed, embraced, and celebrated.
Wherever that is.
Ah but the one with no sense of rhythm makes it for me because he was willing to throw himself into it regardless.
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