I have a friend named Tina.
Tina and I were housemates when I lived in Bellingham, WA during my first year as a campus pastor. Being housemates didn't mean automatic friendship since there were, ahem, fifteen women living together under one roof. But Tina and I were fast friends.
I think our friendship was cemented when we spent an afternoon scoping deals at grocery stores around town while intermittently scream singing Alanis Morrissette songs in her tiny Honda with the windows down. Because, well, that's what friends do sometimes.
Tina is one of those people, everyone has them (I hope!), where no matter how much time has passed, you can pick up where you left off. And tell the truth. And cry big, hard tears. And also laugh your head off.
Like when I came and slept in her grandma's house so I could be a bridesmaid for our friend Jess and we watched musicals until way too late at night. Or when she came to visit me at Stanford and got right up on top of the Stanford's tomb for a picture, like you do. Or when she brought her giant seven months pregnant belly full of baby to Berkeley so she could be the "details" person for my wedding reception (read: the person in charge of making sure there was a bird on everything.)
One of my favorite Tina memories is the weekend that Jess, Tina and I cloistered ourselves in at Tina's parents house for a girl's getaway. We had all come off some pretty serious personal disappointments and the time away together was this perfect gift, time to pray and talk and grieve and laugh and heal.
When Tina got engaged, she asked me to write a song for her wedding ceremony. It turned into one of my favorite "homemade" songs. I wrote it thinking about her sweet love story with her husband Jason. They were good friends and partners in ministry before they started dating.
It was so fun to sing this song for my sweet friends on their wedding day.
And it's so tender today to reflect on what beautiful examples they've been of grace, faithfulness and promise keeping in their own marriage. They have truly honored their covenant to God and to each other through some challenging years and it's been my privilege to watch from the sidelines.
Joy on the journey. A hand to hold as we walk through this life. Thanking God today for my sweet friends and for my own marriage. What a good gift.
Joy on the Journey: A Wedding Song
Quiet prayers you don’t talk about
There were things I hadn’t told to anyone
But I’d been hoping
We were friends, oh
The best kind of friends
The laugh till you cry kind
The makes things all right kind
And then I began to see
That it could be
My joy on the journey
My hand to hold
As we walk through this life
I make you this promise
All of me to you only
As we follow Christ
My best friend becoming my beloved
Dreams long dreamt, now are coming true
And I’m still hoping
With you, I’m hoping
That as the years pass
And we grow old together
We’ll be faithful to each other
Living like our Saviour
Today I make a covenant with you
And the one who gave me
I am my beloveds
I am my beloveds
I am my beloveds and you are mine
And how you shine