"Her dress is blue," they said to me softly. Confused, I looked at the dress and sure enough it looked like a child had a blue pen party where she brought all her friends to color on this wedding dress. How did this happen? They didn't know, but they knew it had to be fixed before the bride saw her dress.
I quickly followed the photographers and venue coordinator upstairs where we began erasing away the blue pen marks the best we knew how - shout wipes, magic eraser, and some fancy spray that seemed to do the trick. The next 20 minutes were spent scrubbing with determination to not let this slight fiasco disrupt the peace of the couple's wedding day; all the while getting to know one another and enjoying the company we shared.
No one had the job description "scrub out blue pen marks from wedding dress" that day. The true responsibilities of the photographer were to take photos and the venue coordinator's role was to ensure the vendors were where they needed to be - neither of them were responsible for the Bride's dress, yet they chose to serve.
I really think this is what Paul is talking about in part of the now famous wedding scripture:
"...[Love] is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful." - 1 Corinthians 13:4-5
Love is not motivated by fear, or guilt, it just moves. The people who were working earnestly to rid the dress of pen marks could have easily said, "This is not my job," "I have more important things to work on," or "why did I get stuck doing this job?" But their words didn't even hint at these thoughts, but rather the notion of "How can I serve?"
This is what Jesus was all about - serving. "the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve" ( Matthew 20:28). Paul is pointing us back to this in his letter to the Corinthians. When we choose to serve, it gives no room for arrogance, being resentful, or wanting our own way. When we choose to serve, we choose someone else. In that moment the other person's needs become the most important.
When we presented the dress to the bride after taking a little too long to get pictures and video of the gown - it turns out she had already known of the blue marks and had already come to terms with them, but was thankful for the efforts taken to scrub them away.
It was honestly a funny situation looking back, and even in the midst of it all. We still don't know how those pen marks got all over the dress, but I am thankful for it because in those moments it revealed the servant hearts of those who I was with. They reminded me how to love others.