The table we sat at was full of friends, one of whom was a young rabbi, and she said "This whole wedding is very haimish." Now the word she used sounded like the Scottish man's name, and I'd not heard it before, so she went on the explain it as a sort of "family coziness feel" which sounded to me like about the best way to have a wedding. All the parents and grandparents had participated.
But what really touched the whole thing into utter seriousness, what marked the event as true in heaven as on earth, politics and religion and ritual and society and even love and commitment aside, was when I saw the old women dance. Grandmothers hooking canes over their elbows to dance, one woman getting out of her wheelchair to dance at this wedding, middle aged women circling gently with her as the young men went careening around in their long chains, never endangering her.
What could make God's will for these two young men more clear than this?