royal weddings

Tonight Jon and I were chatting about the royals (we had been curious if they had a last name. Jon found that they do! anyone else know it?) and pondering why the wedding had been such a hit over here as well.

My current theory is this: We are all waiting for the Prince to come and rescue us - for Christ to return and make all things well. I think in the eternity that is set in our hearts, human beings have an innate sense we are waiting for the One to come to make all things right. We somehow know we are ultimately a bride.

I think this is why so many cultures and times have the stories of the damsel being rescued, the prince coming to rescue the fair lady and make her his princess, the hero rescuing the heroine and marrying her. And I wonder if this is why the world (or at least a good part of it) goes topsy-turvey when there is a "real-life" prince marrying and a young woman becoming a princess. We somehow know it is a foreshadowing of what is to come, or are somehow wishing that is what will be, both on a personal and global level.

That said, naturally much of the attention was about the dress, the ceremony, the pomp-and-circumstance, the "heart throb" being taken, and the opportunity to gawk openly at people. still part of me hopes that the real reaction was the longing for our King, our Messiah, our Rescuer to return.