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St.
Patrick’s Day
By
Jaron Summers
If you want to have
an ancient Celtic wedding you need three things. Two people to agree to
marry each other and a druid.
Finding two people to marry each
other is achievable. Locating a druid is a bit of a puzzle. No druids
are listed in the yellow page.
You further complicate the
wedding ceremony if the two people who are to be married are members of
religions that believe they are dead right and the other is dead wrong.
On occasion guests from
bickering religions carry hatchets to weddings to keep the other sinners
in line. Often the wedding invitees spill one and other’s blood.
Take a Mormon and a Catholic.
It’s like mixing fire and oil. Both believe the other is wrong and if
you put them together for five minutes they will either convert each
other or kill each other.
This may be the reason that the
Pope did not make an appearance at the Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City
and that
the president of the LDS church does not have the keys to the
Vatican. There are some other reasons too but that’s not what this story
is about … it’s about two people who loved each other and were married by a
druid.
As you may have guessed, one of
the people getting married was a Mormon (well, a jack
Jill Mormon) and the
other was a Catholic (well, one who has missed his share of Lents).
And the Druid? That was me.
My wife, Kate, and I flew to
Denver last weekend where I performed the ceremony. I’m not an ordained
minister anymore but that doesn’t matter because anyone (probably even a
gopher) can marry people in John Denver Country.
As druid weddings go, I think I
did a pretty good job.
The groom was James Edward
Heath, a hard-core Irishman who loves Celtic traditions.
The bride, Cheryllynn Batchelor,
who looked sensational in her wedding gown, comes from a family of
Mormons.
The bride and groom chose to be
married in a century old stone and log fort complete with a buffalo head
over the fireplace. In keeping with druid custom they were united in a
Caim circle. They and their families lighted sacred candles.
They invited a Scottish piper to
play. (And play magnificently he did.)
Apparently the Mormon Bishop who
might have performed the ceremony did not feel the Celtic-buffalo
head-write your own vows-bagpipe-druid- mistletoe wedding was quite in
keeping with the concepts of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day
Saints.
After all, druids were into
Pagan rituals. Of course the Christians borrowed a fair share of pagan
rituals, Easter for example and probably more of Christmas than good
Christians want to admit. (Hint: think mistletoe.)
Cheryllynn’s parents, good LDS
folks, wanted someone from their church to officiate. Since I was once a
Mormon Missionary and have been best man many times at LDS weddings, I
volunteered to stand in for the druid and help tie the knot for the
couple that has been dating for about two decades.
Cherlyllynn and Jim really did
“tie the knot.” Handfasting is an ancient Irish (Brehon) law in which
the bride and groom have their wrists bound together. Handfasting is
considered a trifle pagan and some Christians take a dim view of it. But
at the end of the ceremony everyone applauded.
The bride’s parents were fine
sports about the union although the bride’s father confided in me that
this would probably be the last Druid wedding he attended.
There were a couple of elderly
LDS church folks there who told me that the ceremony seemed weird to
them. They favored me with some serious frowns. I thought about what
Mark Twain said – “There's nothing I admire more than the serene
assurance of a Christian with four aces.”
As I said the bride was
sensational and the happiest I’ve seen her in two decades.
Jim told me that his new bride
was better than an angel from heaven. The man was delirious with joy –
and why not? Up until his marriage, his favorite holiday was
St.
Patrick’s Day. And now that’s his and his bride’s anniversary.
I’m pleased to report not a
single drop of blood was spilled by dissenting religious followers who
attended the Druid Ceremony in Colorado’s mountains. As the
Druid-in-charge I would have stopped any bickering with a six-foot broad
sword that someone had thoughtfully placed on the altar.
Now that Jim and Cher are
married, it’s time to wish them the best of luck with this old Irish
proverb:
May you have Walls for the Wind
And roof for the rain
And drinks beside the fire
Laughter to cheer you
And your love near you,
And all that your heart may desire

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2002 Jaron Summers
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