Reflections on a Wedding

As you might have noticed, the website has been a bit silent for the past couple of days (although I’m making up for it with a vengeance tonight). One reason is because I have no internet connection at my new house (yet), and much of my stuff is still in boxes. However, the main reason is because I was out of town, attending my brother’s wedding.

I have to admit, the whole thing was somewhat surreal. Throughout the day, I was constantly hit with the fact that my little brother — the one I constantly picked on when we were kids, who was once much scrawnier than me (and that’s saying something), who was always a pain in the butt — became a fully-fledged adult complete with career, relationships, and responsibilities when I wasn’t looking. And part of me couldn’t quite process that. While I was standing up there at the altar while he made his vows, some of me couldn’t fathom what was happening. I almost felt like I was at a stranger’s wedding. And I felt even moreso at the reception, during the best man’s toast.

When I look back at how his friend toasted Hans and their friendship, I realize I’ve greatly misjudged my brother. In the back of my mind, I still see him as the ornery little brat who constantly annoyed me when we were kids. As a result, I think I’ve always interacted with him in a particular way when I’ve seen him, albeit on a competely subconscious level. When he announced he was getting married, I was, of course, very happy for him and his fiancé. But at the same time, I couldn’t believe that he was the one getting married.

It appears that I’m the one who needs to grow up, to realize that my little brother is ​“little” only in the technical sense.

As an addendum, when I returned home from the wedding, I was hit with just how truly blessed I am right now, and I mean truly blessed. As I got ready for bed, I couldn’t help but say a prayer of thanks for the many good things in my life:

  • A family who lets me travel my own path.
  • Parents who always insist on letting me know how proud they are.
  • A brother who gets cooler by the minute, and gives me a wonderful new sister-in-law to boot.
  • A job where I genuinely like and respect every single one of my co-workers.
  • A church body where I’m finally learning the concept of community, as terrifying as it seems sometimes.
  • A hobby that takes up way too much of my time, but always finds new ways to be rewarding.
  • A girlfriend who understands me better than I do, and yet still values me.
  • A God who has this annoying habit of refusing to leave me alone, regardless of how much I claim to want that.

And the list goes on… All of which is a very long-winded way of saying ​“Congratulations!” and ​“Cheers!” to Hans and Leslie (who might very well have been the most radiant and joyful bride I’ve ever seen). Many blessings, and traveling mercies.