The Wedding Ring
I’ve often wondered about the whole expectation surrounding the wedding ring. I understand that a diamond is an amazing mineral to strap to one’s finger…it is rather captivating as a stone spilled from the earth’s arts and crafts section…but why is it the tangible epitome of nearly every wedding covenant I’ve heard of?
when possibility turns to promise, there is the diamond waiting to be worn.
I had lunch with a wonderful sister in Christ a few weeks ago and simply had to probe this question with her…I know, I know…probably not the wisest of topics to maintain less than romantic discussion, but I trusted I was not auditioning with my words, nor that they were being heard in such ways. Now perhaps I lucked out by sitting across from Chelsea, but she seemed to identify with my questioning of the whole wedding-ring-phenomenon.
