Earlier this month, my baby brother got married. It was such a day of celebration. He’d waited 44 years to find the right woman, and the Lord finally brought her into his life.
I didn’t know much of the origin story of this relationship, but over the course of the weekend, I heard from multiple people about the providence of God in bringing Kenny and Lauri together. As a romance writer, I could definitely appreciate the beauty of the tale.
The first threads were woven seven years ago when a young man who’d had a rough day walked down the road and encountered my stepbrother, Tim. Tim felt compelled to offer the man a ride. The two talked and struck up a friendship that grew over the years. When Ryan’s mother, Betty, needed some work done on her bathroom, Ryan immediately recommended his friend’s brother – Kenny. Kenny did the contract work for Betty, never realizing that Betty was a consummate matchmaker. Not only did she find his work to be exemplary, but she enjoyed Kenny’s company so well, she knew she had to find this delightful single man a bride.
Some time later, Betty had need of a mammogram and just happened to walk into the office where Lauri worked. Lauri is a very private person and rarely opens up to strangers, but for reasons only God can explain, she opened up to Betty about her late husband which so touched Betty, having lost her own husband only two short years before, that the two struck up a lasting friendship. Matchmaking commenced, and Kenny and Lauri were introduced. The two got to know each other through Word with Friends (hooray for word game apps!) and gradually a romance blossomed.
Now, Lauri, as it turns out, is a big fan of The Crown, and she decided that for her wedding reception, she wanted to have an English high tea. For months, she scoured thrift shops for teacups until she amassed a collection large enough to fill the hall of the small country church she attended. I have to say, this was my favorite wedding reception ever. Her family made scones and cucumber sandwiches to feed an army. What a delight!
Here is my plate:
Every table had a lace tablecloth, cream and sugar and stirring spoons, and lovely Victorian floral accents. The hall was filled, so my husband and youngest son found a place to sit next to my cousin and her family, while my older two kids joined me at a table where we sat across from matchmaker extraordinaire, Betty, and had the privilege of hearing all the wonderful stories about how Kenny and Lauri met.
Overall, it was a beautiful ceremony followed by a quintessentially English tea party that filled this historical writer’s heart with joy.
- What is the most original wedding reception you’ve ever seen?
- Do you enjoy a nice spot of tea every now and again? If so, what are your favorite flavors?
- Are you a fan of The Crown? I have to admit that I haven’t watched it, but I recently discovered the Masterpiece Theater series called Victoria, and I think I’ll be starting that one soon.