Last night I had the privilege of officiating at a family wedding . . . The bride is the daughter of my first cousin. Ironically, even though I am about the only family member that lives in Florence, this is where they held the wedding. It was to be an outdoor affair at the Country Club of South Carolina. Tipoff: 5:30pm.
The risk of an outdoor wedding when it is hot in the Pee Dee region of SC is great. Evening showers are like clockwork. Driving out there last night, I knew we were in trouble. And, besides, with the Darlington race last night, you had to KNOW it would rain. And rain IT DID.
The problem was easy to understand, but difficult to solve. The bride wanted so badly to be married outdoors and the rain looked (to the experts) like it was passing over. Dealing with baseball and softball, I had a bad feeling about those clouds. I tried to get things going. We had no “director” for this wedding, and that put the bride in a difficult spot: She was in no condition to make the necessary decision to move the wedding in doors, and had her heart set on doing it outside.
We waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, reason kicked in as the storm got worse and it was apparent there was no way an outdoor wedding would occur on that day. We moved it inside, finally got it started, and it went off like clockwork.
And, the moral of the story is: No matter how much you plan, pray, rehearse, set up, and wish, you can never control what will happen in an outdoor wedding!!! Take the money, get hitched in a small ceremony, and go on a CRUISE!!!