Skip to comments.Planning a Catholic wedding? Read this...(very humorous)
Posted on 04/26/2011 2:30:37 PM PDT by NYer
I got some good laughs from the following column (slightly edited) that appeared in the Oct. 4 bulletin of St. Lambert Parish in Skokie, Ill., whose pastor is the staunchly pro-life Father Richard Simon. Humorous, but true!
Dear Rev. Know-it-all,
I visited your church once and am thinking about having my wedding there. How long is your main aisle?
I am often asked that question, and never quite understand it. Are brides curious about the length of the aisle because they think a longer aisle may give them a few more minutes to back out of the whole thing? Or, as I suspect, does a long aisle prolong the glorious promenade of which a young girl dreams as she thumbs through bridal magazine as she contemplates her special day, when all eyes focus on her as she approaches her enchanted prince and all the world thinks she's gorgeous and knows that she has bagged her man just as surely as a Wisconsin bricklayer bags a deer and ties it onto the roof of his pick up truck? I have certainly seen a few grooms who look like a frightened deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck. Why is it that weddings cause people to spend so much time, energy and money? And more money.
The average American wedding costs almost $29,000, according to "The Wedding Report," a market research publication. $29,000! Oh, by the by, the usual donation to the church is about $200.00. That $200 goes to the church, not to the priest. The usual gift to the priest is a hearty handclasp. The usual cost of the photographer is $2,000.00. All this tells me that the photographs are one hundred times more important than the grace of the sacrament, in most peoples' estimation. The usual fee for the DJ is $1,500.00. I am consoled by this. It means that painful, occasionally obscene music loud enough to cause brain damage is only 75 times more important than the grace of the sacrament.
You must be thinking why is this guy so down on weddings? I am down on some weddings because I am very "up" on the sacrament of matrimony and really in favor of marriage. That's why the modern method of marrying and the wedding industry make me crazy. They militate against marriage. Here is the heart of my complaint: It is stupid to spend more time and money preparing for the wedding than you do preparing for the marriage!!!
I have known people who are still paying the credit card bills generated by the wedding years after the marriage is over. The Modern Method of Marriage, a Reprise. The following is taken from my own experiences and things people have told me (outside of confession, you'll be glad to know.) Here it goes. A young man and a young woman meet and have a few dates. They go for a weekend at a bed and breakfast where they bed one another, and then have breakfast. If he isn't too much of a jerk and she isn't too picky, they are then an item. She goes to the doctor gets a prescription and goes on to a more permanent form of birth control. At some time during this stage, the uncomfortable meeting with the parents happens. Everyone is polite and "supportive." Secretly the father of the young woman who knows exactly what's going on, contemplates buying a gun and the mother of young man begins gossiping with whomever will listen about how her little boy could do better.
After a while, if things hold up, they begin to have the conversation about taking their relationship to the "next level" by which they mean shacking up, as we used to call it. Now, I think it's called moving in together. Mom and dad buy housewarming gifts in an attempt to, once again, be supportive. They don't want their little dears to hate them and besides, it's what everyone is doing these days, so it can't be wrong. They have vague thoughts about getting married at that point and mom explains to grandma and to friends at church that they are just doing it to save money for the wedding. At this stage an engagement ring may appear.
At some point, when they think about getting the house and the kids, because that's what you do, they decide to have the wedding. They rent the hall and then go see the priest. He tells them there are four other weddings that day and they respond, "But we've rented the hall already." Someone suggests a garden wedding if the church is occupied. The priest says we can't do garden weddings. (More on this later.) The young couple begins to complain about how narrow minded the Church is with all these rules and regulations. They eventually pick a date. Then the bottom drops out.
It seems the groom is not Catholic. He was baptized in the First Reformed Church of the Druids, though he never practiced. This means there must be a dispensation for the marriage, another irritating Catholic invention, and the wedding date cannot be confirmed until the dispensation is received. The bride goes back to her doctor, this time for a prescription for valium. Her mother joins her on this visit. Finally the dispensation is granted, the groom's druid will do one of the readings at the wedding, the loans are taken out, the banns are published. Then there is the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. The best man comes to the rehearsal drunk out of his mind, the groom only slightly tipsy. The bride is furious at everyone for some reason known to her alone. Probably because the groom is far more interested in drinking and watching the football game on his hand-held computer thing than he is in gazing lovingly into her eyes in anticipation of the great day. In fact they haven't been, well... friendly in weeks. It is, after all, football season.
The special day comes, the best man is still drunk, the groom is hung over, no one knew about that interesting tattoo that the maid of honor had way low on her back, now revealed by the plunging back of her dress that is held up only by wishful thinking. Grandma, upon reading the logo of the maid of honor's tattoo, has fainted. Somewhere in all this the vows are exchanged, and quite a few of the wedding party receive their first Holy Communion that day, however one of the ushers puts the host in his suit pocket not having a clue what it is. (This actually has happened to me twice.) The pictures have been taken. The noise level in the church reaches that of an English soccer match after the riot has broken out. The children are jumping off the altar and the priest is scowling at everyone.
Now on to the pictures in the forest preserve, a "must" at every wedding. There the wedding party is attacked by mosquitoes, one of the children falls into the lagoon and the bride is having a hard time smiling for the photos. The best man passes out.
On to the reception. The bride loses it because the shade of fuchsia in the floral center pieces clashes with the shade of fuchsia in the wedding party's outfit. The groom adjourns to the bar where the game is on the television. The wedding dinner is served as music is played at a mind numbing volume. Grandma is better now. She has turned off her hearing aid. The priest is seated with the pious relatives in plaid suit coats and leaves shortly after the grace before meals. The best man makes the toast which drones on about how he loves the groom and one begins to wonder. The college roommate/maid of honor does the same for the bride, going on for fifteen minutes about how she knew the bride would find eternal marital bliss the moment she met her in the third grade and they have been like sisters ever since. Then at some point, there is a video presentation of embarrassing photos not unlike the ones that are now shown at wakes. The bar opens up again.
The music reaches levels that cause blood to drip from some peoples' nose and ears. The joyous event ends with the bride and groom being the last to leave the hall. They are slow to go up to the room they have rented in the hotel because nothing new or beautiful awaits them there. The groom promptly falls asleep, being heavily sedated already, and, as he snores away, with his shoes still on, our blushing bride, having shed her dress of virginal white, thinks back on this day, her special day, the most important day in her life, the day she has dreamt of since she was a little girl. They will stay an extra day at the hotel, but cannot afford the time or money to go on a honeymoon because on Monday they will both be back at work in order to pay off the colossal bill that their special day has incurred.
For some reason, the bride is depressed. Perhaps she is realizing that the high point of her life is now past and the rest of it will be spent with the lump that is now snoring beside her with whom she has never really had a serious conversation, except about the proper shade of fuchsia for the floral centerpieces. So it is that we celebrate the marriage of Christ and His Church in these enlightened and tolerant times. Remember, none of these things happened at your wedding; thank God and don't think from reading this that I am down on marriage or even weddings. I love a wedding celebration when there is something to celebrate. Also, it is never too late to begin again by taking Christ and His gospel seriously.
Please spend more time and money preparing for the marriage than you do preparing for the wedding.
The Rev. Know-it-all
P.S. Garden weddings. They look good in all the bridal magazines but they are just opportunities to feed biting insects and suffer from sunburn. It is however amusing to watch the bridesmaids sinking in the mud as they try, after a few margaritas to maneuver the newly laid sod in spiked heals. The bride is generally exhausted from not having slept for three weeks as she worries about the weather reports which are promising a 50 percent chance of typhoons and earthquakes that day. And destination weddings. Don't get me started on Destination Weddings! You want to be married with just your closest friends on a beach in Maui. That means that Grandma can't go because she hasn't flown since the Hindenburg Disaster, and is thinking of cutting you out of the will, and all the friends and relatives who aren't with you on the beach in Maui realize they aren't very close to you after all. And I haven't a clue how long the aisle is here at St. Dymphna's.
A little humor as wedding season approaches.
If more young women had a fancy Quinceanera, maybe they’d be less intense about having a grand wedding. It’s an ideal event for a girl with princess fantasies, imo.
The reality: The quinceanera just ups the stakes for the wedding. OTOH, it like a traditional wedding it occurs just prior to the deflowering of the girl. Unfortunately, she is only 15 and in no state of life or maturity to be deflowered.
My former parish was well known as being the largest church in the state. My pastor there was often called by people wanting to use the church who were stunned to find that the church was not made available to just anyone. Another priest there told me that his first question for someone asking about having a wedding was if they were a parishioner. One woman actually answered no but said she played bingo there all the time.
Funny article but I think that Father’s math is a bit off and his notion of carrying a deer are a bit odd.
Thanks for the humor!
This brings to mind an extravagant wedding and reception one of my cousins threw for her daughter when she and her then-boyfriend (with whom she had been living for a couple years) got married.
They didn’t even last a year.
My brother got married this way - huge, expensive, garish wedding complete with photos in the national park, after shacking up for some months with his bride-to-be - but that was back in the mid-1970s, when anything went.
Fr. Know-it-all apparently doesn't know how to do basic arithmetic:
“The average American wedding costs almost $29,000, according to “The Wedding Report,” a market research publication. $29,000! Oh, by the by, the usual donation to the church is about $200.00. That $200 goes to the church, not to the priest. The usual gift to the priest is a hearty handclasp. The usual cost of the photographer is $2,000.00. All this tells me that the photographs are one hundred times more important than the grace of the sacrament, in most peoples’ estimation. The usual fee for the DJ is $1,500.00. I am consoled by this. It means that painful, occasionally obscene music loud enough to cause brain damage is only 75 times more important than the grace of the sacrament.”
$2000 isn't 100 times greater than $200. Neither is $1500 75 times greater than $200.
As well, I don't see why folks should pay for the use of the parish church at all, unless they don't belong to the parish. When my wife and I married, we were both registered, paying parishioners of our parish. Our priest knew this. He saw us at Mass every week. He would take nothing for himself or for the church. We DID have to pay the musicians, the altar boys, etc. And yes, the photographer and the DJ. With the exception of the altar boys, these folks are professionals who work for a living, and my wife and I didn't make weekly contributions to any organization that provided them with a place to live, food on their table, and a regular salary.
However, my wife and I DID make such contributions to our parish church, by which our priest benefited in precisely these ways.
“After a while, if things hold up, they begin to have the conversation about taking their relationship to the ‘next level’ by which they mean shacking up, as we used to call it. Now, I think it's called moving in together...”
Sorry, in the parishes about which I know, this is a way of making sure the priest will refuse to marry you, until you live separately and chastely for at least six months.
Perhaps if Fr. Know-it-all were to have the gumption to lay down some rules about getting married in the Church, he'd have fewer of these problems.
Never heard of such a thing.
I still think it makes sense to give a girl a “do” when she’s in her teens, independent of any sacramental celebration. It doesn’t require a male participant, which cuts out a lot of hassle, and there’s no possibility of its going to waste because she’s “un-15” within a few months.
I was just explaining to my daughters this week the advantages of getting a wedding dress at a consignment or thrift store. (There was an attractive, basic gown in the window at The Salvation Army.) If you spend $100 at TSA and another $150 getting it altered, you’ve still done really well, especially for something you’re only going to wear once.
I had mine made by a seamstress: about $100 for the fabric and another $200 for the sewing, iirc.
Ahhh yes! I recall a similar extravagant wedding at the Hotel Pierre in NYC. The father spared not expense ... and spent $250,000. The wedding gift? A new home!
Absolutely sickening. The "kids" never did mature and remained dependent on the bride's family for jobs and financial support.
Having seen some of these over the top weddings personally I can understand why the church building is valued that way.
First somebody is not thinking when setting the price. (cost of the a/c, lights, sound system, is the custodian included or is that seperate?) Further, i have never seen the priest recieve SOME form of gratuity. Also the priest is a notary public, this means their fees are set by statute. (ie $20 if they want to charge)
The wedding may also have to deal with a church caretaker (man or woman) who are less than pleasant and treat the wedding party as cattle in “their” church.
Finally, churches require ONE of the bride or groom be a member of the parish so that is an additional fee on top of the other fee.
Some churches also double book. One wedding in the am one wedding in the pm.
Eventually I gave my dress to the church to give to a convent to use what material they could to make altar cloth's....
The gowns my bridemaids rented were all the same in different colors and they all agreed on what dress they wanted....
I gave my wedding dress to Goodwill when we moved, I think. I was much thinner by then ;-). I sent my maid-of-honor (my best friend from high school) and my bridesmaid (my cousin) a fabric swatch and said, “Get something in this color - royal blue - that looks good on you.” There wasn’t a dress in the world that would have looked good on both, although we could have gone for something that looked bad on both!
Sorry, if either the bride or groom are actual, contributing members of the parish, the parish really shouldn't be charging for stuff like electric, A/C, etc.
Providing some sort of payment for actual folks who work for a living by providing services for weddings, and who are not paid by the parish (i.e., the money in the bride/groom's weekly envelope), or who are paid very little by the parish in anticipation of earning a few extra dollars through weddings, etc., is perfectly reasonable.
But for what is someone putting money in their envelope if not to support the priest and the physical plant of the parish, so that it may be available for the administration of the sacraments?
Our priests live well. In my parish, our two priests share a house that is 5,000 sq ft. Their food is paid-for. The parish pays for domestic help. The parish pays for office help. They receive a modest car allowance, health insurance, and a modest salary. They have no families to support. Why do we maintain them in this lifestyle if not to perform the sacraments, as needed?
I completely understand if the couple to be married are not members of the parish. Our parish church is rather beautiful, and many couples want to marry there, even from far away. In that case, some sort of modest fee is appropriate.
But for parishioners??
Parishioners support their parish precisely so that the parish has the funds to maintain the parish for the primary purpose of administering the sacraments.
or plan ahead and buy one waaaaaay in advance. A friends bride did just that and she had the dress ready and waiting years before she met my friend. (yes they are still together)
LOL I have been to some wedding where the bridesmaids dresses were so bad they probably tossed them after the wedding. Leting the girls buy their own dresses in the colors you want is a great idea also...And a better chance that they will get something that can be worn more than once...(lets pat ourselves on the back for being smart :O)
If I sit here a little longer, a cat will come and pat me on the back, with a little claw, because her bowl is empty.
That would certainly motivate a person to hold the same size!
I liked it. In a bittersweet kind of way.
“I gave my wedding dress to Goodwill...”
I had a pretty nifty idea. With two girls, I figured I didn’t want any battles later involving who either wanted the dress or felt like they HAD to have the dress so I had it made into a BEAUTIFUL Christening gown for daughter number 2. It even had a long, flowing train. I saved other pieces of the silk/satin/beaded work for daughter number 1 IF she wants any put into her dress or wanted it for a Christening gown.
That is a good idea. Mine didn’t have any valuable materials that would have been worth the effort, although I could have salvaged some of the embroidered organza for a veil for someone, if I thought ahead.
My mother was not deflowered after her quinceanera, as her protective father made sure of that.
My mother’s wedding dress was cut into circles.
Each Grandchild got a ring pillow from it.
>>Perhaps if Fr. Know-it-all were to have the gumption to lay down some rules about getting married in the Church, he’d have fewer of these problems. <<
That’s EXACTLY what I was thinking.
:O) nice kitty.....
I even advised non-Catholic friends to attend the course as it is the best place for a couple to make that final decision of yes or no.
Also -- no pre-marital sex or living together, that is a killer for marriage in my opinion.
funny! Also here they ask that you must have attended confession at least thrice in the year before engagement and before marriage and also attend the pre-marital course.
True, and stop taking communion before you confess and stop living together.
Prayers for your husband and thank you for sharing that to us young ‘uns
but you also need to add the cost if flowers are specially added to the Church or if you ask for a mass outside usual mass timings.
The only time I ever paid more than $10K for a car was when we bought my wife’s car at the end of its lease (she leased it shortly before we began dating; I had no say in that).
Not to mention we spent less than that on our entire wedding. We were married in a chapel in Lake Tahoe, NV with only our immediate families in attendance and our reception was a month later (long story short, we got married on the way to a race event in Kansas I was competing in) with about 70 guests.
We haven’t topped you on longevity, but we’re working on it! We celebrated our 10th anniversary last September.
that sounds like a fun wedding. :O)
I’m convinced that the length of the marriage is inversely proportional to the number of bridesmaids. ;o)
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