A Different Kind of Love Story

Lori Borre • December 10, 2023

Community dance and weddings

I had the privilege of calling yet another wedding, and the scene was enchanting. The bride and the groom led the Grand March, and as the guests filed up by twos, then fours, then eights to exchange bows and curtsies, my heart smiled. Each person had the chance to greet the couple in this unique and fun way, and this is where the personalities came out to play. Giggles, jesting, and memories galore, each one playing their part. I didn’t know these people, yet it seemed as though I did. I could feel their joy. It was like watching a love story play out in front of my eyes. A love story of family and friends, of community, of God and His people.


Nearly everybody participated. If they could walk, they were in. Possibly the best part was how many people got to dance, if only for a moment, with the bride and groom. Young and old alike, creating memories together that will last a lifetime.

Electricity filled the air. There is power in music, touch, movement, dance, eye contact, connection, happiness, and these meaningful moments of shared bliss. It’s why the scriptures tell us to greet one another with a holy kiss and remind us that a joyful heart is good medicine.


Weeks after the wedding, I was still receiving kind notes and texts from people who attended that wedding, expressing their joy at being able to participate in such unique and memorable merriment. These are the stories people will be telling their grandchildren when they are old. What a blessed way to begin your life together.


I’ve heard it said that weddings foreshadow the theme of the life the couple desire to lead. For many Christians (and those of all faith traditions) weddings represent multi-generational, covenantal promises for the future of the faith, which is children. They are a time of vows made and hope for a brighter tomorrow, of blessings and wishes for great joy and faithfulness, and it is right and good to make those oaths before, and to celebrate with, witnesses. Traditional dance has thus been a part of wedding celebrations for centuries.  

I’ve also heard it said that there are only two times in your life when you are surrounded by all the people who matter most. Your wedding and your funeral. Only one of those days do you get to enjoy. Our gratitude goes out to the brides who have included us in their happily ever after.  May God bless you unto a thousand generations. The promise is to you, and your children, and your children’s children. May you always have the kind of joy I witnessed on that momentous day. 

A bride at her wedding dancing a traditional dance mixer
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