

…I call him “Dad.”
(What do you think — family resemblance?)
At a friend’s wedding we attended a few months ago, there was one absolutely touching moment in the ceremony when the groom’s mother got up to say a few words. Her emotion and pride were so evident that I don’t think there was a dry eye in the house.
From that moment on, I knew who HAD to be our wedding officiant.
You see, my father is a wedding officiant! He’s ordained through the Community of Christ (which draws its clergy from the congregation, rather than having professional priests) and is much in demand in his home community of Des Moines. And for good reason — he has a background in theater and radio, so he knows how to speak well;** he writes for a living, so he knows how to craft a good speech; and, best of all, he knows to keep things short!
My only concern was that if he officiates, he shouldn’t walk me down the aisle as well. It seemed a bit much to walk down the aisle and then get up in front and do the ceremony. And it was a bit sad to say goodbye to the image of Dad walking his little girl down the aisle…. But in the grand scheme of things, I think it will be so much more meaningful to have him be the one to actually marry us. I couldn’t imagine anyone better!
Are you having a family member or someone else special to you perform the service?
** If you live in Des Moines, I guarantee you’ve heard my dad on TV or radio. (Among other things, I think he’s still the guy who says “It’s 10:00, and you’re watching Channel 13″ before the p.m. news starts….) Since childhood, whenever I drive to Des Moines to visit him, my official “we’re almost there” moment is whenever I first hear my dad’s voice come out of the radio.