Royal Hullabaloo

I'll admit it.

I've followed the news and gossip surrounding the Royal Wedding and am enjoying getting to learn who designed the dress, who's doing the flowers and wondering what ridiculous hat the Queen is going to be wearing.

And while I'm not getting up in the wee hours of the morning to watch it live (Tater Tot will afford plenty of wee morning hours once she gets here), I am going to record it and watch it later.

You men could care less, I know.

But as someone who's always loved weddings, going to them, helping plan them, helping out working at them--and especially getting to plan and enjoy my own fairytale wedding with a Prince who's not just Charming but the Champion of my heart--I love getting all these fun details.

My mom told me she watched Prince Charles and Princess Diana get married (and how shocked everyone was at how wrinkled the silk dress was!), and I remember being 13 years old and staying the night with my grandma and watching Diana's funeral and thinking how sad it must be for those boys to lose their mom. Harry is about the same age as I am, and seeing them walk behind that casket was heartbreaking.

By some fluke of a previous British crew member who subscribes to the British Hello! magazine, we here at the office have had our weekly fill of all British gossip. And I can't help but have a little respect for William, who spent a summer scrubbing toilets in some South American country, or Harry who tried so hard to hide the press knowing he was in Afghanistan so he could stay and continue serving in the armed forces.

So, yes, I've read through the downloadable souvenir wedding programme and have to say I love the language that is used. Not only the "thereto I give thee my troth" stuff, but the seriousness and sacredness of the vernacular. That the congregation will sing "pray for the peace of Jerusalem" and hear verses in Romans that urge them to not be conformed to the world, but transformed by the renewing of their minds so they may discern the will of God.

Maybe most people will just see it as some archaic and formal language, but I think its pretty amazing that God's living Word will be broadcast to millions of people tomorrow. And He promises that His Word does not return void.

So what about you? Are you going to get up in the wee hours of the morning to watch the wedding? Or catch it later on in the day? Or do you, quite frankly, care more about the amount of lint collecting in your belly button?