Entreat me not to leave thee,
or to return from following after thee:
for whither thou goest, I will go;
and where thou lodgest, I will lodge:
thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God:
Where thou diest, will I die,
and there will I be buried:
the LORD do so to me, and more also,
if ought but death part thee and me.
Love is patient,
love is kind and is not jealous;
love does not brag and is not arrogant.
Love does not act unbecomingly;
it does not seek its own, is not provoked,
does not take into account a wrong suffered,
does not rejoice in unrighteousness,
but rejoices with the truth.
Love bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails.
But now faith, hope, love,
abide these three;
but the greatest of these is love.
from verse 9
However sweet these laid-up stores–however convenient this dwelling, we cannot remain here;
However shelter’d this port, and however calm these waters, we must not anchor here;
However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us, we are permitted to receive it but a little while.
…
from verse 11
Listen! I will be honest with you;
I do not offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes;
These are the days that must happen to you:
You shall not heap up what is call’d riches,
You shall scatter with lavish hand all that you earn or achieve,
…
from verse 17
Come, I give you my hand!
I give you my love, more precious than money,
I give you myself, before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
We bought our wedding rings this evening – they are Latin Poesy Rings that are engraved with the phrase Ego dilecto meo et dilectus meus – “I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine” — (Song of Solomon 6:3)
And because I failed to show a picture of it before, some images of my dress:
Stephanie and I were having talk the other day with one of our friends over terminology and what we called our selves, our wedding, and what we’ll call ourselves once we’re married.
That’s not an unusual discussion, and gay people have different opinions about it. There are some who don’t embrace the words “marriage” “fiancée” and “wife” because there is historical baggage associated with all of them, surrounding women being treated as property.
I understand that argument, but I disagree with it – I think the historical “property” context in far enough in the past that not many people realize or associate those ideas with those words anymore. And I also feel that the words “marriage” “fiancée” and “wife” have tremendous power in them that the second-class terminology of “commitment ceremony” and “civil union” and “domestic partner” lack. Here’s a funny video about why that’s the case: once you start using those terms in context, they sound dumb:
The post office gave me a notice to come pick something up from them. I believe it would be my wedding dress. Yay!
Wow, I’ve had a distinct lack of blogging here. That’s not for want of things to write, just time. I think I have three books I need to note on my “have read” list, and a couple of movies, also. I’ll get to them tomorrow morning. Tonight we have book club; this month’s selection was Perfume by Patrick Suskind.
I know I don’t usually talk much about work, but lately the design(s) I’ve been working on for a couple of sites have been pretty well received, so I’m happy about that. And of course I’m really looking forward to sxsw.com. We leave March 6th.
You may or may not know this already, but Stephanie and I are getting married on May 31, 2008. Last week we visited our planned locations to take photos and reserve them.
We’re getting married in Great Oak Commons Park in our neighborhood, Old Northside, about a block away from our house. It’s a pretty little park owned by our neighborhood association on 14th Street and Park.
See more pictures of Great Oak Commons Park.
Our reception will be at the Propylaeum, a mansion in our neighborhood, located on Delaware:
The Propylaeum Club was built in 1890 by John W. Schmidt, a brewer from Germany, located just down the street from the Morris-Butler home and the President Benjamin Harrison’s home, it was just as grand. The members of the Propylaeum club, which is composed of women with the purpose to “inspire a love of literature, music, science, and the fine arts….to furnish Indianapolis with a woman’s social and cultural center”, decided to house their society there in 1922.
See all my photos from the Ren Faire.
according to the official website for the event:
The Fishers Renaissance Faire is a dynamic, cultural and experiential event in an enchanting park setting that celebrates the relationship between Fishers and its Sister City of Billericay, England while immersing faire goers in the history, habits and lifestyles of the Renaissance Period.
We had a lot of fun again this year, and among other things, Stephanie found the dress that will be the model for her wedding dress. She’s having a version of this made in white for our wedding. The filmy fabric over the top is really gorgeous, and I absolutely love the long sleeves. I didn’t get a great photo of the train though…
