Last night while I was going through my endless of supplies of scrapbooking and card making materials, I came across our wedding planning book. We got married in the Catholic church, and we were given a book full of readings and psalms that we had to choose from. At the time, I thought Danny might not be on board with choosing all the readings and pieces and parts that make up a Catholic wedding... but after reading through a few of the choices, Danny discovered he liked the Bible more than he realized.
Here was Danny's #1 choice for one of our readings:
A wife's charm delights her husband, and her skill puts flesh on his bones.
A silent wife is a gift from the Lord, and nothing is so precious as her self-discipline.
A modest wife adds charm to charm, and no scales can weigh the value of her chastity.
Like the sun rising in the heights of the Lord, so is the beauty of a good wife in her well-ordered home.
Yeah, I vetoed that choice pretty quickly. Here was another one of our options:
Wives, accept the authority of your husbands, so that, even if some of them do not object the word, they may be won over without a word by their wives' conduct, when they see purity and reverence in your lives.
Do not adorn yourselves outwardly by braiding your hair, and by wearing gold ornaments or fine clothing; rather, let your adornment be the inner self with the lasting beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in God's sight.
Husbands, in the same way, show consideration for your wives in your life together, paying honour to the woman as the weaker sex, since they too are also heirs of the gracious gift of life...
Yup, I didn't go for that one either! Of course, there are a couple more that are just as old-fashioned as these ones. And I think Danny was excited to think that maybe, just maybe, marriage could be like these readings. I would be silent, self-disciplined, run a well-ordered home, accept the authority of my husband, have a quiet spirit, and most important, be the weaker sex.
Altogether now... BAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh poor Danny... what he got instead, was me! Loud, feisty, the complete opposite of well-ordered... although I have to admit, he may win the weaker sex one... I can rarely open my own jar of pickles! :)
And in case you were wondering... we chose a more traditional reading. One that actually reflects our views on life and love...
Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends.
We chose the same reading - traditional but so lovely!
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