You think being a wedding minister is stress-free? Consider:

At his wedding rehearsal, Joel and I were standing at the top of the aisle, waiting for the wedding party to start practicing their processional.

Joel turned to me and said, “I remember the first time I was standing in this very spot.  I was ten years old, and I was the Ring Bearer at my aunt’s wedding.”

I smiled and replied, “What a great moment to remember!”

He said, “Not really; it turned out kinda bad.  Just as the ceremony started, I threw up really huge…”  

[clearboth]Would History repeat itself? Take a guess at the only thing I could think about the next day, as his ceremony started up…!

PS: As is the case with all my ceremonies, all went smoothly, and Joel kept his composure (and everything else) under control all day!