Today I went up to the Baldwin wedding in Nashville. It was a lot of fun, small wedding, really intimate, and a real joy to see two people who love each other get married. I also like it when the dad of the bride or groom does the ceremony. David's dad is a pastor and he did the proceedings and it gave it a real intimate feel to the whole thing, that and a real personal message. I took the camera but wasn't much in a picture taking mood, every time I did try to take a picture though it turned out super crappy. Here's the only one i took (Only took 6) of the bride and groom that came out remotely good.
It was great to be there and maybe hope to get to know Dave and Jen more when they move back to Chatty. I was Dave's RA his first year at Covenant, and knew Jennifer just from the association with Jungle, the girls hall above us. Dave was a guy I always liked talking to as he has a lot of opinions, a lot of passion, and makes a great cup of coffee. I always sought out his room when on the hall as it was usually filled with good music, good coffee, and good conversation. But as I was only on the hall for a semester with him, I didn't get to know him as well as I'd liked. But it was great being able to witness his wedding and hope to hang out with him and his bride in the coming months.
As I wrote this I thought to myself about passion and how it plays into my life. I tend to find myself drawn to passionate people. I'm usually in awe of them and love hanging out with passionate people as it is one of the traits that I desire, but don't seem to have much of. I rarely get "fired up" about stuff, whether it be angry, happy, "jazzed," excited, or whatever, I'm kind of like this guy on this mellow drug that leaves me neither high nor low. I do get happy, I am happy now for that matter, but rarely do I let my happiness consume me and come out of every pore of my body, though maybe my pores are clogged up...
I know sometimes I'll be driving in the car, at home, or at work and think to myself, "I should be really happy today." And then I get happy and joyful in a way about just being alive, in love, and the fact that I have too many blessings to count. Its ironic that sometimes I have to remind myself to be happy, I guess I just get distracted and worried by all the uncertainity and insanity in our world today.
But I digress... Dave and Jen, congrats, doubt they'll ever read this... but congrats.
Posted by holtonian at July 24, 2004 11:56 PM | TrackBack