We Found a Place

Friday was spent visiting potential churches for the wedding. I had seven churches that I was going to try to visit. Of the seven, four were closed. (One was closed all day, one was closed during the lunch hour, which was right when I got there, one closed an hour and a half before I got there, and I really don't know what happened at the other one. There was a car out front, and I tried every door, but had no luck.) I was debating on driving out to Lewisville to look at Vista Ridge United Methodist Church, or stay in Plano and look at St Andrew.

I had performed at St. Andrew before with the Carrollton Wind Symphony and thought the sanctuary was pretty, but too big. I also really liked the organ pipes that covered the back wall of the sanctuary, much like at the Meyerson Symphony Hall. However, as the guest list continues to get longer (we are pushing three hundred invitations) that is less of an issue. I came across the cross road for St. Andrew, and drove to that church. When I came up to the building, I fully expected it to be locked as the other churches had been. However, it was open, so I walked in. I could hear organ music, so I peeked in one of the side doors to the sanctuary. The music was beautiful! I quickly walked to the back of the sanctuary, to the double doors where my father and I would walk in together. I slowly walked down the aisle, and I knew that this was the place I wanted to get married. I wanted that organ sound. I had chill bumps on my arms and legs and a feeling in my gut, I knew it was the right place.

I walked towards the offices, to find someone to give me information about weddings, but since it was a holiday weekend, I was not surprised to find them already gone for the day. I walked back towards the sanctuary and walked in once more. I could picture where David would stand, where my bridesmaids would be, where the minister would be, etc. Now I just have to wait until Tuesday to call the church and get wedding information. I was really excited, I told my mom, then called Heather, who was almost as excited as me! (Yes, we are dorks.)I am so glad that we found a church!

Now, if we could only find a reception site...