Something like this happens at almost every wedding ceremony, the gathering of the groomsmen, the meeting of the minds. The non-denominational minister has front row seats to it all, in this case, the tying of the ties and tucking in of the shirts. Not every wedding ceremony includes tuxedos and champagne toasts, sometimes it's a meeting in the parking lot to coordinate tie length and work out the walking order for the procession. No matter how it goes though, the wedding party always makes it to the alter; the wedding ceremony always finishes with an "I do", or in this case a "Hell yeah"; and the newlyweds ride off into the sunset. That's the life of a non-denominational minister, surrounded by order and chaos, love and commitment.
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