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Wedding Crashing

I have been invited to do the scripture reading at my friends Alan and Windy's wedding this coming Saturday. That by itself isn't anything out of the ordinary, but I have also been asked to choose the passage to read. When I at first told them I didn't feel comfortable picking the passage for their wedding, they responded with, "We asked you because you are a dear friend to the both of us and your choice of scripture of reading would be a blessing to us from you."

Frankly, it is downright dangerous to give someone that much power to ruin your wedding. Other than having someone scream out when the pastor asks for objections, a bad scripture reading is definitely the other thing that would throw the ceremony into chaos. Luckily for them, I have not the deviousness in me to pull a prank on them. So to fulfill my responsibility as a good friend, I'm trying my best to think of a passage that will best start their marriage off with.

This actually isn't as easy as it sounds. I don't want to read the usual passages read at most weddings like: 1 Corinthians 13, Colossians 3, and Ephesians 5, but I don't want to give out what I want to be read at my wedding. I am at times tempted to read an entirely obscure and random passage (which would be pretty fun, but then Windy will have my head when I'm done), so the search continues ...

If you have any good suggestions, feel free to send them over!

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Anonymous said…
Easy one, bro: Deuteronomy 24:5

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