
Surprisingly,
several months ago, I receive a call from Austin – a man whose wedding I conducted did
ten years ago. I remember it well
because we held the service on the beach in the midst of a full-blown hurricane. No kidding!
We ran out in the storm on a board walk, speed through the vows, and ran
back into a restaurant across the street for the reception.
Since the
beach wedding was literally a wash-out, he wanted to bring the hope of the
moment alive again. He asked me if they
could have a redo, only this time with all the bells and whistles they missed
before – a wedding renewal. It was a
wonderful request! So, we held the
renewal service last Saturday on the beach in Daytona.

The sun was beginning to set on a backdrop of blue sky with just the right amount of dotted with fluffy clouds for texture. And, at just the right moment, he removed the blind fold and revealed to her a wedding gazebo and chairs filled with all of the guest and family from the original wedding – including me, the officiating pastor! The tears began to roll down Jena’s face. Austin had actually done it – recaptured the wedding hopes of a moment ten years before.


I think soon or
latter, everyone finds it hard to maintain these hopeful positions in life. It’s because the dark clouds of a broken world
have a habit of sweeping over us periodically, diluting down our hope --
shifting us away from the light into overcast darkness.


This Sunday in worship, we will explore a renewal that guarantees a hope that doesn’t just drift in and out of our lives. You can hear all about it as we talk about “Raider’s of the frozen Dark.”
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