Sometimes something significant happens and you become drunk on the love of the divine that it’s hard to write about it, because words seem shallow to the depth of the experience, but I will try to convey exactly what I mean anyway. It’s three am and it’s prime time for me to listen for the word of God like I do every morning through the love of my writing.
I need to tell you about the union of my dear friend, Justin Jones, with my sister Pamela.
This union in particular meant the world to me because it was such a joyful celebration of love and light. The day was perfect and joyful emotions ran high. As with all weddings there were glitches, but they only seemed to highlight a higher love we all shared that day and brought about soulful conversations between two families that merged into one.
In my mind’s eye I can replay all of the sensory detail. The love, the tears, and the laughter that always echo from the depths of my soul, tickles my belly, and radiates outward in an explosion of utter glee. Did you hear me laughing? I wonder with mirth.
This wedding, in particular, brought me closer to my family and the love I have for my love of all loves, Bill Draper. I didn’t see him until the wedding day, but when I did, “he parted the crowd”. The sun was shining bright in my eyes, but the souls shined even brighter that day.
I wrote a poem called “The Miracle of Marriage” for Justin and Pamela Jones and read it out loud as a toast at the special dinner we enjoyed, but I think every couple in the room could have felt the vibrational pull of what it truly meant to be bonded with the love of their lifetimes.
(photo by William Lee Draper) September 10th, 2022)
I will never forget the beauty of all that was captured in the days leading up to the wedding, the wedding day, and the day after. Thanks be to God and his everlasting love for us all.
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