"So the other disciples told him, "We have seen the Lord!" But he said to them, "Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe." (John 20:25 NIV) "You should have been there!" Most of us have had that experience where we missed it. We missed the partry of the year,or "the greatest night ever" or an incredible event. And when we gather with the lucky ones who were there we inevitably hear, "You should have been there!" It's not that we didn't want to be there, you understand. But we can't be everywhere, as much as we would like to be. We have responsibilties in life and duties to attend to that keep us from being everywhere. And often those responsibilites keep us from being where we would really like to be, and we miss the great event. Just a few weeks ago I met with some friends who attended an, apparently, incredible seminar that I really wanted to attend. Unfortunately it fell on a day I had to perform a wedding. Oddly enough the bride and groom were unsympathetic to my plight. So I msseid the seminar. …show more content…
We had to work. We had a prior comitment. We'll get over it. but have you ever had one of those "You missed it events" that you could have attended, but you simply didn't go? Maybe you were too tired. Or the game was on and you decided to stay in instead? Maybe that left over pizza in the fridge and 20 hours of watchign Netflix was calling your name. Then you get on social media and see all the fun your friends were having. You see a once in a lifetime event unfold before your eyes and you missed it simply because you didn't attend. "You should have been there! Where were you?" You kick yourself for your poor
Good evening. I would like to begin by welcoming each and every one of you to this joyous and stressful occasion.
To be honest, I did try to memorize this speech, but forgive me if I resort to my notes every five seconds. I asked for an autocue to be set up in front of me. Apparently, the wedding budget doesn't str...
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen - I must admit, I am more nervous about participating in this wedding than I was as the groom (bridegroom) at my own wedding. Maybe it's because I have been married thirty years and I know what my son is getting himself in to!
So I?ll start...Distinguished guests, those of dubious distinction and those of absolutely no distinction whatsoever, family, relatives, friends, relatives of friends, friends of friends, hotel staff, freeloaders and hangers-on, on behalf of Janet and myself, I extend a warm welcome to Janie and Martin?s wedding celebration reception. You know, delivering the ?Father of the Bride? speech feels a bit like a sheikh walking into his harem for the first time...you know what to do, but you don?t know where to start.
On Monday March 25, some members of the baseball team, my girlfriend, and I traveled to Murray State University to watch a concert performed by Nelly and the St. Lunatics. It was a terrible night to go anywhere because it was raining and storming the whole way, but there was nothing that was going to stop us from going to the concert. We where all so hyped up about it and couldn’t wait to head out. My brother, who attends Murray State, had gotten us excellent seats about seventy-five feet away from the stage.
This is what I had been hoping for the entire year. I had been to many that were quite the same to this one, but none that could give me the same enduring edginess and serenity that I was feeling right now. My eyes skimmed across the hundreds of people who were all there for the same reason as me. Striving to be out of the sweltering sun, but not out of clear view of what I came for, I lead myself in a mighty search for the spot for which I belonged. As I sat down, I prepared myself for the pain that I was going to feel about an hour later. I always forgot how sore I would get from sitting on the bleachers for so long, but every time I approached them, I would remember and smile.
Distinguished guests, those of dubious distinction and those of no distinction, family, relatives, in-laws and outlaws, young and old, friends, friends of friends, freeloaders and hangers-on – let me extend a warm welcome to Meradith and Naren’s wedding reception celebration.
Ladies and Gentlemen, please stand. I would like to propose a toast to the bridesmaids.
Social networking is becoming the focus point of someone’s afternoon that should be spent with family and friends. “Turn Off the Phone (And the Tension),” is an article written by Jenna Wortham. The fear vs the joy of missing out, is a case of perception. While most may despair when missing out on their social media sites, some enjoy the separation from the oppressive trend. I believe that to view missing out as something positive or joyous for as long as possible, is a much more preferred virtue than fear.
As Father of the Bride, I am honored to be the first to speak this evening. I would like to begin by welcoming each and every one of you on this joyous occasion. It is good to see so many friends and family here today to help celebrate Paula and Manson’s wedding. I would also like to remember those who have meant so much to our family, but could not be here today.
Throughout history, festivals and celebrations such as concerts have influenced people’s happiness. Humanity needs them since they allow us to have an excuse to come together and enjoy an event with others who have similar taste to their own. Comparatively leisure activities provide happiness for people through as both an escape from everyday life and an experience to see one’s favorite artists perform
Scrolling through posts and pictures, can create feelings of despair, anxiety, and depression. People compare themselves to what they see on social media, which sets unrealistic expectations for young adults and kids trying to figure out their own self-identity. Former studies have shown that, “young people who spend more than two hours a day on social networking sites are more likely to report psychological distress” (MacMillen). Seeing friends on holiday or enjoying themselves on a night out can make people feel as though they are missing out on something whilst everyone else is out enjoying themselves. Even though I know what I see on social media is not a direct representation of someone’s life, it still impacts me when I feel as though I am missing out on something. More often than not people I know post the good moments and memories of their life, rarely do I see someone posting about their troubles and
A marriage steeped in connection and trust is one of the most beautiful things on earth. So much so, that most of us would say there is no meaning, purpose or value in life if we don't have someone to share love, fear, failures and successes with; someone to know and be known by. Someone to laugh with, cry with, love. The one we do life with. The one we still choose after we've experienced their worst.
After the show had ended, I felt slightly empty. I had waited years and months for that night, and it was over in the blink of an eye. Although I was sad that the show was over, I felt completely content. Now, when I hear their songs, I get to remember what it felt like to hear the band perform them live. I can watch the videos and try to wrap my mind around how it was real. Going to my first concert was an unparalleled experience that I will always cherish. The ambiance, the band’s performance and the unity the audience
On June 13, 2011, I woke up a happy and excited 17 year old for it was my graduation day and that meant no more high school, no more nagging teachers, and no more drama. I met my friends and my boyfriend Andrew in the school parking lot and away we went to practice graduation. After we had practiced walking and getting our diplomas we all went to lunch and discussed what we had wanted to do with the rest of our lives. After what we had thought to be one of the last lunches together I went to Andrews house to hang out for a bit. We talked about him going away and me staying here and all of the normal stuff that applies in a relationship when one goes away.