This was a busy weekend. Greek weddings are long, even the “slimmed” down version of things. A ceremony that starts at nine-thirty, receptions that run through until five in the morning, and events that span days are enough to tire even the participants who think they are hardy and carry lots of energy reserves. Fortunately every Greek weddings have a finale and this one is now only carried in the memories of the people who experienced something that both unique and wonderful. I already realize that you can never predict what will happen when you combine several difficult cultures in a city where all the customs and traditions are different.
Whatever the long term outcomes of this weekend are, I will carry with me a single sense of an enduring conversation with a friend that spanned several days. It was as if our conversation never quite ended – and in many ways I feel as if it still continues. It is rare that one has an opportunity to participate in something truly personal for another. In this case it presented a unique opportunity to serve and experience the communication that happens when there is trust and understanding. It was as if I could anticipate the words and revel in the anticipation of their arrival. I don’t really know how to describe this other than using the words magical and mysterious.
“The right word at the right time is like a custom-made piece of jewelry, and a wise friend’s timely reprimand is like a gold ring slipped on your finger.” (Proverbs 25.11, 12)
I have a sense that I have experienced a nibble of what God offers to you and me. God offers us the sense of true communion – a conversation that never ends. Embedded in the experience are words like trust, openness, and intimacy. Encompassing the journey are descriptions like service, victories, and opportunity. Endings are never quite final, rather the ending and beginning of yet a new chapter.
This weekend I tasted something awesome and I want more. It is something available to all; God’s mystery.
