As I stood there while Father witnessed their exchange of consent and vows, and saw that glow emanate from their faces, that broad smile, the deep breath and tremulously confident voice as they ministered the Sacrament to each other, I was struck at how absurd and defiant and bold marriage is. And what deep courage and faith it takes to enter into it, especially in our age.
Thanks for y'all's witness! And have a blast in Hawaii!
And, mister English teacher man, I have, of course, to share with you the eternal words of the Bard, which also came to me later in the day.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.