366 days of gratitude

The wedding ceremony took place in an old, by New Zealand standards, church.

The groom’s great-grand parents had been married there too and the ceremony this week would have been much the same as that one all those years ago.


I am a celebrant and have taken many different marriage services in a variety of different places from a church to a paddock and felt privileged to have been part of all of them.

But there is still something special about a traditional church service with hymns which the congregation sings with enthusiasm, and words which have stood the test of time.

Today I’m grateful for tradition.

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