Exchange of rings.
Wade
Jones and I were married here in Atlanta by the Rev. Dr. Erin Swenson during a
private ceremony last week on my 65th birthday, a few days shy of
our 15th anniversary, a week before his 55th birthday,
and one day after the 10th anniversary of my ordination in the
Metropolitan Community Church.
Wade
and I met between my 50th and his 40th birthday at a time
I was seriously considering moving back to California. He is the reason I
stayed in Atlanta.
It
was a joyful occasion with family and a few friends surrounded by our parents’ official
wedding pictures and photos of our beloved dogs, Calvin and Hobbes.
As
Erin invited the fifteen guests to explain how they knew us, we were moved by
their stories and absolute love. Then we proceeded with a brief and very
traditional wedding ceremony, followed by dinner at a fine neighborhood
restaurant.
But
I gotta say this: marriage as an institution has never been my priority—Wade Jones
is.
I
felt much the same way about ordination. Ordination was not my priority, but
ministry was and is—and though, like marriage, there are hundreds of benefits to
either institution, ordination and marriage achieve their purposes only if they
facilitate ministry and commitment.
For
most of my life, I have served as a minister and a partner without the formal
approval of either church or state.
And
I have to admit, the long delay awaiting both ordination and marriage sobered
me.
When
young, either event might have been intoxicating, but waiting decades kept me
mindful that those institutions (indeed, ALL institutions) are not all they are
played up to be, that they don’t of themselves confer either spiritual
authority or marital faithfulness.
And
when my particular Christian tradition, the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.)
finally “accepted” LGBT ordination and same-gender marriage, it did so without requiring
such ordination and only changing its wording on marriage to say that it is
between two people, “traditionally a man and a woman.” But that allowed a
Presbyterian minister and longtime friend, Erin Swenson, to perform our
ceremony.
Thank
God for MCC, who has ordained and married LGBT people since its founding in
1968. The denomination’s moderator, the Rev. Dr. Nancy Wilson, preached at my
ordination and Erin gave the charge in which she colloquially urged me “to
dance with the one who brung you.” Ironically, I unintentionally angered a few Presbyterians
for my “disloyalty” to the cause, losing work and missing opportunities, though
MCC polity permits dual affiliation.
I
know I may sound like the Grinch who stole marriage, but ordination and
marriage are joyous and to be celebrated, not because of recognition by church
or state, but because of their implicit and sacred spirit of love, service, mutuality,
commitment, and community. I’ve always enjoyed that.
One of the tables of revellers, a selfie by Dee.
Thanks to Marc Bearden and Dee de Padua for their photos.
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