We were on a wedding boat, the Carolina Belle, cruising the Charleston Harbor. The bride and groom were from Pennsylvania. They, with family and friends, were jovial and well-focused as we gathered for the ceremony on the top deck.
There was talk of great joinings, including heaven and earth’s, as we idled beneath the Ravenel Bridge. The captain had positioned us to drink in the sunset as we shared readings and prayers.
The best man searched his pockets. For a second, his expression went blank, but then, aha, up-and-out came shining the rings, much to the groom’s relief. Then before the pronouncement and the kiss, the bride flung back her veil as though it were a net and her days of fishing had just now come to an end. It was a good-tidings time. Jesus ruler of the seas was on board. We were in the hold of trust. The vows came from deep.
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