Valet Parking: A Wedding Story
On a warm October evening in October of 2025, I was running a rehearsal for a wedding that would take place the following day.
We laid out where the bridal party would walk, where they would stand for the ceremony and everything in between. It was a longer rehearsal than most, simply because of how big and beautiful their family’s farm was. Alexis and Andrew were both nervous, but excited for the festivities to come.
We wrapped up rehearsal, I sent them on their way for the rehearsal dinner and I returned home.
The next morning, I drove back to the venue. Coffee in hand, I got to work on the decor list the bride gave me. I put together table settings and placed centerpieces. I worked on the gift and guest tables. It was all slowly coming together!
I checked in on Alexis to be sure she was having a calm morning before texting the best man to check in on Andrew.
As the day went on, I checked in with all of the vendors to be sure everything was going according to plan. My assistant, Kris, came for the second half of the day and we ran out to grab lunch. No bumps, no hiccups; I couldn’t ask for a better day! Everything was just seamless.
Ceremony time was twenty minutes away and I was determined to start on time. My assistant and I made a plan to be sure everything was covered. With such a large property, lineup and execution of the processional had to be perfect. My assistant headed out to where the ceremony would take place while I lined up the bridal party. We waited for the 10 minute mark to move into position.
Suddenly, CRACK!
What sounded like a loud gunshot rang across the property. At first, I thought someone was hunting close by. After all, we were on a farm.
Then I turned to see Kris running as fast as she could, braced knee and all, chasing a car!!
The groom’s grandparents were driving to the ceremony and somehow ended up in the out door reception space! That sound was the car as it drove over the corn-hole board we’d set up for cocktail hour.
The car didn’t stop! we later learned that Andrew’s grandfather was not able to walk the long distance from the car park to the outdoor ceremony, so they’d planned to drive right up to the seats and park their car there.
The lesson I learned that day: Always have an assistant who cares just as much as you do when doing a wedding!
And just like that, a small unexpected moment became part of the story—and not the stress.
When that sound echoed across the property and the situation unfolded so quickly, I had to pause and breathe. In those seconds, everything in me wanted to panic—but what I felt instead was The Lord’s steady presence, grounding us and reminding us that He was already working behind the scenes.
Kris didn’t hesitate. She ran, chased the car down, and handled the chaos with the kind of focus and care you can’t teach; you either have it or you learn it the hard way. She guided the couple back to where they needed to be, valeted them with confidence, and parked the car out of view behind the building, completely hidden from the guests.
Once that was taken care of, the day flowed again exactly as planned.
From the first steps of the processional to the final moments of the night, Alexis and Andrew’s wedding unfolded with warmth, joy, and grace. The ceremony was beautiful, the reception was full of laughter, and every detail we’d laid out—centerpieces, place settings, gift and guest tables, and the timing of it all—came together in the most satisfying way.
Because at the end of the day, weddings aren’t only about schedules and decor. They’re about people, purpose, and protection—about trusting that God can turn even the unexpected into something that still points back to love.
So here’s what I’m truly grateful for: The Lord’s presence covering every detail, the teamwork it took to keep everything on track, and the reminder that faith can be real, practical, and present in the middle of a busy day.
Congratulations, Alexis and Andrew—may your marriage be blessed, steadfast, and filled with God’s goodness, for years to come.
