Posted by
jefferson on Saturday, July 29, 2006 5:53:34 PM
I was a wedding photographer tonight. It's something I do from time to
time, without a particular excitement for it and without ever being
especially moved in any way. Tonight was different, though.
I knew
going into the wedding that my clients had been in Iraq as recently as
three months ago. I offered them a discount out of respect for the
noble and dangerous work they do. Honestly, I wish I could have done it
for free, but at this point in my life I just can't. Maybe I will one
day, but not today.
When the events and the ceremony started
going, though, I found it to be an extraordinary emotional experience
for me. I was thinking about how just a few months ago both the bride
and groom were in a war zone, engaged, together but separate. Today,
they were together. They seemed so happy. They had a sense of peace
which superceded everything, like anything could go wrong with the
ceremony or the weather or any kind of superficial stuff and it just
wouldn't bother them. I'm sure their Christian values cause that, but I
couldn't help but to reflect on the fact that they are simply grateful
to be alive and that their experiences in that war zone may have
changed them for the better for the rest of their lives. Simply put -
they are (what we all should be) thankful to be here. One or both of
them could have very easily perished in Iraq, and I think they know
that. In that context, most of the problems we have here in America are
quite small.
I only hope that they continue to carry out the
noble military mission that they supported in Iraq at home in their
marriage. By that, I mean, the military mission they served in spread
freedom to a part of the world that had none. Freely entering into a
marriage is a beautiful thing and is the perfect way for them to
exhibit the freedom they just cultivated in the Middle East. I pray
that they remember that in the years ahead which will certainly be
filled with lots of joy and also a lot of very difficult times. The
perseverance required to make a marriage work is sometimes portrayed as
a ball and chain, or limits on our behavior, but it is actually the
purest expression of love, faith in God, and freedom I can think of
(other than worship, of course).
I am extremely tired right now,
so I hope I've made some sense to you. I just wanted to be sure to
write these thoughts down before the night erased them from my
delirious mind.