September 26, 2017
There’s nothing like a wedding bookended by two seven-hour drives to turn things around. We closed out September with a trip for a family wedding - Joe’s brother
Jesse was saying I-do to his sweetheart Liz. We stayed in the ritzy Bavarian Inn on a hill overlooking the gorgeous Potomac River. The inn was in Shepherdstown, WVA, but just across the bridge was Maryland.
The morning of the wedding, Joe, Abby, and I took a 4.5 mile walk on the C & O trail that met the bridge on the Maryland side. Later, we enjoyed the infinity pool - the first one we’d ever been in - and, of course, we caught up with all our awesome Sherry relatives.
Ethan arrived late afternoon. It wasn’t just a family reunion, but our family’s reunion.
On the bus to the wedding, Ethan and I caught up (another thirty minute drive). Though his grades were good, he hated the Corps. It wasn’t just the strict rules and hardcore military lifestyle - though those were hard. It was that he felt entirely cutoff from everyone else. Wearing a uniform everywhere he went, even on his own time, meant that he always stood out and other students, normal students, were standoffish. He barely had time to see his friends outside the Corps. And while less time to party is a good thing (not that that was what he wanted to do), it was clear he was miserable.
Still, he wanted to stick with it.
The wedding was awesome and beautiful and went perfectly. And the mysterious effect that it seemed to have on our family was that the dark cloud of whatever lifted. We had fun. We talked. We played. For a couple of days, we got away from our troubles and we got back to being ourselves. We went home exhausted, but refreshed. And thankful. Oh, so thankful.
Jesus told them, “When you’re celebrating a wedding, you don’t skimp on the cake and wine. You feast. Later you may need to pull in your belt, but not now. No one throws cold water on a friendly bonfire. This is Kingdom Come!”
Matthew 9:15The Message (MSG)