Beauty

On Saturday, my beautiful friend got married. Jaron and I flew down to Calabasas in the morning and then returned home on Sunday afternoon. Sarah and I met our first year at Biola and were instant friends. She is unique in the best sense of the word. As we arrived I saw Sarah in all of the details of the wedding. From the bumpy desolate road we traveled on to get to the open space preserve, the burlap squares across the tables adorned with a tub of old fashioned sodas, the empty brown bottles hanging with gorgeous orange flowers all around, big paper lanterns and tea lights illuminating the space, to many other small details she and others carefully planned out. When I saw Sarah (before the wedding) we just cried as we hugged. I don't know why I had this reaction, but I think it was a culmination of so many things...a celebration of 13 years of friendship, her amazing beauty in a dress that was obviously created just for her, excitement that we were now going to share marriage as another thing in common, but mainly I think it was pure happiness to be in that beautiful place sharing this perfect day with a woman I have treasured for many years.