In
Word and in Deed
by
Kenny A. Chaffin
All Rights
Reserved © 2014 Kenny A. Chaffin
They met on the
commuter train. Their eyes met across the paired passengers on their way to
mostly meaningless jobs. She was like a magnet to him, he couldn’t tear his
eyes away, nor could she. When they got off at the same stop downtown, he asked
for her number. Within weeks they were inseparable, making the rounds to the
clubs, dancing, meeting for dinner. It turned out they lived in adjoining
neighborhoods just outside the city. They spent all their spare time together
and a few months later they knew they were right for one another. They would be
married.
Friends and family
joined them at her church for the ceremony. The priest focused on the groom,
“Do you Anton take this woman, Ginger for your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you Ginger take
this man, Anton for your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do.”
“Have you chosen your
joining?”
“We have your
holiness.”
“Please place your
chosen hands in the bonding box.”
Anton placed his left
hand on top of Ginger’s right hand in the box between them. The priest placed
his hands on top. “You have each freely chosen to be bonded in holy matrimony.
I ask now if there is anyone who has reason to believe this bonding should not happen
in the eyes of the Lord let them speak or forever hold their words.” He paused
for a moment looking out over the full pews. Hearing only silence he continued.
“In my power as granted by divine providence and the laws of our state and
country I now join you as man and wife.” A hum filled the air and the familiar blue
glow emanated from the box as the couple stiffened and then fell to their
knees. “The bonder opened to reveal their joined hands, their heads filled with
each other’s thoughts, their hearts pumped the same blood. “You are now one, joined in blood and flesh by
God and man, forever, til death do you part.”
