Today I get to co-officiate my first inter-denominational wedding.
Well, that may not be completely true. There have been plenty of folks from different protestant and even different Christian backgrounds who have married under my authority. But each couple chose to go with the Methodist order and flow and style… their traditions weren’t so important, or different, that it made a difference.
But today’s wedding will be in a Catholic church, with a Catholic priest and I doing the ceremony. I’m preaching and reading and praying, and he’s generally presiding and taking care of the vows.
I have to admit that going into this wedding I wasn’t sure what to think. I have my own authority and traditions and ways of being that are being set aside for this particular ritual. In my church we don’t normally hold the gospel in such high respect and honor. In my church we don’t typically bow before the altar and the cross. It’s not better, or worse, it’s just different.
“Let us stand together as we hear the gospel to honor the words of Jesus.”
A few words make a world of difference. And they might be enough to jar us out of complacency and to truly worship.