A Not So Unexpected Marriage

I found out this weekend that my sister Christi-Ann is finally getting married. She and Dwight have been seeing each other for gosh, at least ten years and they've been engaged for nearly five of those, but they had never set a date. It got to the point my parents were encouraging them to elope and get it over with. I'm sure they were afraid they would never tie the knot. They bought our old house and have been living there for the last few months. So on Sunday I learned that they are going to Niagara Falls on Canada Day (July 1) to get married down there.

They are the perfect example of why Christians in general should not be unequally yoked with a non-Christian - my sister being the Christian. They saved nothing for their marriage night. They spent all their time at his house, hardly spending any time with my family. They aren't getting married by a minister/pastor/clergy. My parents didn't meet his mother until Father's Day just over a week ago. I didn't meet anyone from his family until then. I mean I courted Jenita for a year and I met her family and she met mine - and we were from nearly opposite ends of the country. I really try not to get worked up about all this, but it's hard. It's happening and I have to accept it. All I have to say is they'd better throw some kind of wedding reception when they get back or heads will roll. We've got a close Italian family and they will want a party. I mean I'm sure some of you reading this will hear about their wedding before some of my relatives. I'm glad I won't be around this weekend since I won't have to field any phone calls.

Going to Ottawa is looking to be more and more worth it. A chance for me to leave my problems at home and enjoy life for a bit. I just hope I can see as many of my old friends as possible. The challenge coming home will be leaving my problems where I left them instead of just picking them up when I walk through the door and putting them back on.

Matthew.