Celebration Is a Spiritual Discipline

My husband and I had the honor of officiating our eldest son’s wedding this summer. After the ceremony, all one hundred guests gathered under an enormous tent in our front yard where tables laden with hundreds of sunflowers, heaps of perfectly prepared barbecue, and ice cold root beers awaited them. We toasted, feasted, remembered, laughed and cried.Several weeks later, our little town celebrated its 300th birthday. After a parade and town-wide picnic, the festivities culminated with fireworks.