I am so very thankful I was asked to do a reading for a dear friend’s wedding on July 5th.
Honored doesn’t even come close to what I feel.
I completed a reading from the Bible. Don’t everyone faint before this post is over. Yes, I did it and I wasn’t struck down with lightning and the skies did not open and pour rain down on us. You should know those are just two of the concerns I had while preparing for the reading. (If you were at my wedding you remember how it hailed, LARGE CHUNKS, in June, in Illinois. Talk about something scary while getting married in a church!)
Brian and I have known each other for what feels like forever. When he mentioned he was getting married, I couldn’t wait to go to the ceremony. It would be my first gay wedding. SQUEEEEE! I couldn’t wait to be a part of such a momentous event in his life, in my life, in the history of the country we live in. It’s HUGE! The invite came in the mail and I had to find a date, a dress, oh — and a plane ticket!
A few days before the wedding, Brian asked if I would be willing to do a reading. I was jumping for joy and so scared at the same time. Could I do a reading in front of people I don’t know and for two men, only one of which I actually know?! Would I mess it up? How much am I going to cry? Does this mean I have to dress like a girl? Would it be from the Bible? Ahh!!!
OK, it wasn’t all that at one time — but I did think or feel all of those things at some point before I did the actual reading. I knew it would be from the Bible before he even mentioned it. That is what probably scared me the most.
No, seriously, not that I would get struck by lightning. More that I wouldn’t do the reading the justice it deserved. Religion is serious. For me, a non-religious girl, this is some of the most serious stuff there is. For Brian, I would have read anything he asked me to read at his wedding; it didn’t matter where it came from. Brian and Cody chose me to be a part of their special day — I would find my voice — for them.
1 Corinthians 12–13
But I shall show you a still more excellent way. If I speak in human and angelic tongues but do not have love, I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal. And if I have the gift of prophecy and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge; if I have all faith so as to move mountains but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give away everything I own, and if I hand my body over so that I may boast but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, nor pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing. For we know partially and we prophesy partially, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known. So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
May I say — for not knowing a lot about the Bible — this couldn’t have been a more perfect reading. If you know me — you know how much I love LOVE. I love being in love, falling in love, seeing other people are in love… all that love stuff. Yes, in this respect, I am a total girl! Love is amazing.
I practiced several times before the ceremony. I read it aloud for my friend I was staying with. I practiced before the ceremony with my date. Ahhh!!! I wanted it to be perfect. Not flawless-perfect because that is absurd, but perfect for the occasion. I wanted to feel it; to know it. I needed to feel confident there were certain parts that I could look away from the paper and know what I was saying, because I felt it. I hope I did the reading justice. I know I felt the love in the air because I cried while reading it. It was — in my opinion — perfect.