As the doors opened, I looked down the aisle and saw him.
My father was holding my arm questioning me. “Maeve are you sure about this. Are you really ready to give it all up, your wings, magic for him?”
“Yes, yes, I am.” I replied with certainty.
“Then I hope he knows how lucky he is..” her father replied as he looked at Hunter.
Maeve laughs, “No dad, I’m the lucky one.”
We stood at the door for a while talking as everyone watched us. I could see and feel Hunter’s eyes on me. I knew he was nervous as he watched us wondering what was taking so long and if I was having second thoughts.
Maeve looked up as she could tell hunter was watching her. She wanted to ease his fears. She hoped a simple smile would do just that.
“Dad, please let’s continue. He’s waiting for me.” she said as she looked at Hunter smiling.
“ok dear if you are sure?”
“I am, father.” she turns to her father and squeezes her hand. “I have never been more sure of anything in my life. Thank you daddy. Thank you for all your worries and prayers. I love you.”
He kissed her on the forehead. “and I love you. Now let’s get going Hunter is waiting.”
Then we started down the aisle. Everyone stood as I passed but my eyes were not on them but Hunter.
As we made our way to the front, my father squeezed my hand and then he took Hunter’s hand. He whispered into his ear. I didn’t hear the words which were spoken but hunter nodded in agreement.
The pastor began, “We have come together to the invitation of Meave and Hunter to celebrate their uniting in Christian love, their hearts and lives. This is possible because of the love God has created in them, through Jesus Christ.
“Jesus said, ‘I came that they might have life and that they might have it more abundantly.’ This abundant life for some people is an impossible dream, yet God wants us all to have this abundant life and proved his love for us by giving his son that we might have this life.”
“Another way that God provided for this full life is creating those who will love us. Hunter has found such a one in Maeve. Hearts and spirits were drawn together before today by the Lord of all creation. Two lives are not united by creation, but only in the power, love, and grace of God.
Hunter and Maeve are here to publicly declare that because Jesus Christ’s love, they too can truly love one another. As God demonstrated His love, Jesus, our Lord, Hunter and Maeve will demonstrate this God given love by giving of themselves to one another and one for the other.
They have not reached this place, each has been given life by their parents, These who gave them life, love, provision, are and will be a vital part of their continue lives. Their love has borne fruit in Hunter and Maeve. Love and respect for these will continue as they grow in their own love made possible by their parents.
“Who has prepared this woman for marriage to this man?” the past asked.
Maurelle’s father replied, “I do.”
My father took my hand and led me to Hunter. He places my hand into Hunter’s. I blushed as my eyes didn’t leave Hunter’s.
“Are you ok?” He whispered.
I laughed. “I am.” But I lied. I was nervous. I was afraid.
The pastor began, “No other human ties are more tender, no other vows are more scared than these that you are about to assume. You are entering into that Holy estate which is the deepest mystery of experience and which is the very sacrament of divine love.
The pastor turned to Hunter, “Hunter, will you have Maeve to be your wedded wife, to love together after God’s ordinance in holy matrimony. Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only for her as long as you both shall live?”
Hunter smiles, “Longer and I will.”
Maeve’s face was read now as tears ran down her face. Hunter was holding her hands and squeezed them but let go so he could wipe his own tears,
The pastor then turned to Meave. “Maeve will you have Hutner to be your wedded husband to live together after God’s ordinance in holy matrimony; will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keeping yourself only for him so long as you both shall live?”
Maeve smiles, “longer.” She squeezed Hunter’s hands just as he squeezed hers. “And I do.”
The pastor continues, “In Corinthians we read about love. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. It does not boast, it is not proud, It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always, always trust, always hoped and always preserves.”
“Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. Of now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain; faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.”
“Maeve and Hunter have written vows they would like to exchange. Hunter, if you would like to start.”
“Maeve,” He started as he held her hand, “I knew from the moment I saw you you were made for me. I loved you from that moment and I will love you until I die. And even after that I will still love you.” He was nervous as his voice was cracking as he spoke.
Maeve smiles as she listened oping she would be able to speak when it was her turn to do so as she had begun to cry listening to Hunter’s vows.
Her voice began to tremble as she spoke. “Hunter, I seeing you watching me, hoping you were watching me. I was so afraid for so long. I was afraid of what people thought, afraid of rejection and afraid of who I was. You took away all of my fears. You made me a better person. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“Now Hunter, if you would take Maeve’s right hand.”
He takes her hand and squeezed it lovingly.
“Hunter what symbol do you bring as a pledge of that sincerity in your vows?,
Hunter while still looking at Maeve replies, “A ring.”
“Please remember, a ring is more than a symbol of your marriage. It is a seal of the vow you have made to one another. The circle of the ring is as for as human eye can see, a perfect circle. No beginning no end. So God too has perfect love for you and wants you to love one another in his grace. Never never ending. This ring is made of precious metal. You also are precious in God’s sight and now in life of Hunter. When you are absent one from another, the presence of the ring reminds you to be faithful and to fulfil your vows to Maeve. Rings have historically been the sign of authority. Used to seal documents and proclamations, you now accept this authority in your life.
He looked at Hunter, “You may now place your ring on your bride’s finger.”
Maeve holds out her hand to Hunter as he gently slides the ring on her finger. He gazes at her forgetting everything else as if they were the only two people in the room.
The pastor then turned his attention to Maeve. “Maeve what symbol do you bring as a pledge of that sincerity of your vows?”
“A ring.” She replies softly.
The pastor repeated the analogy of the ring as he exchanged Hunter’s name for Maeve’s and Maeve’s for Hunters.
He then turned to Maeve. “You may not place your ring you Hunter’s finger.”
Maeve smiled and slide the ring on Hunter’s finger. She was shaking as she did so as she became worried again.
“For as much as Hunter and Maeve have consented together in holy matrimony and have witnessed the same before God and those present, and have pledged their faithfulness, each to the other, and have declared their love by giving and receiving rings and by joining hands. I now by the authority committed unto me as a minister and a priest that Hunter and Maeve are husband and wife. According to the ordinance of God, in the name of the father, and the son, and the Holy Spirit. Those whom God has joined together, let no one put asunder.”
“May the peace and unconditional love of God surround you and remain with you now and forever. Amen. And now you may seal your vows with a kiss.”
Hunter pulled Maeve close as he smiles. He kisses her softly on the lips and as he was about to pull away, Maeve pulled him back to a more passionate kiss.
“Now, allow me to present Mr and Mrs. Marks to you.”
Maeve was careful not to tear up as she spoke about Hunter. She knew the others would feel awkward seeing her cry. Most were not comfortable seeing blood come from her eyes. She took a napkin and dabbed her eyes as to not offend them.
Alexander took his mother’s hand and squeezed it lovingly He was used to her cold touch so he didn’t flinch when he held her hand.
“I wish I had known this version of him. We had such a short time with him.”