I love weddings. Not just because I'm a sappy girl who gets teary-eyed at anything romantic, but mostly because marriage in general can be a picture of our relationship to God and the beautiful love that is possible with Him. The wedding we went to this weekend exuded love: the kind of love that God instills in us and created us to share with one another, even though we don't always realize it.
Our friends Carley and Stefan got married during a small ceremony of close friends and family at a rented beach house on the east shore of Lake Michigan. Eric and I took the liberty of camping out on the beach for three nights (we bought ear plugs after the first night of stuffing t-shirts over our heads to muffle the crashing waves), and we just generally hung out with our friends who treated us like family. We ate a lot, read a lot, laughed a lot, and watched a lot of sunsets. We celebrated Eric's 30th birthday in our own style: chillin' at the beach, then driving home for dinner and an Ian-exchange with my parents, followed by cake and ice cream with his parents. The next day, we went back to the beach and were able to catch up with Carley and Stef on a sailboat sunset cruise, during which Ian declared that the sun was "swimming." Today, we returned home for good, back to our normal lives.
I'm not typically a big fan of going somewhere on vacation to "get away" -- mostly because my life is just so good I don't usually feel the need to leave it. But this past weekend was truly a breath of fresh air to my soul. The setting was beautiful, the company enjoyable, and the experience all-around pleasant.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
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