On a hot June day, Winona and Will had just exchanged their wedding vows and were about to take their triumphant wedding march back down the aisle. Suddenly Winona's six-foot-tall brother--a groomsman--fainted, and not very delicately at that. In the course of his falling, he toppled another groomsman and lurched against the best man, nearly forcing him down too. Two attendants each grabbed an arm of the fallen man and dragged him out of the church, in full view of the 300 guests and a horrified young bride.
Winona had no doubt her wedding was ruined and she would be the laughingstock of the town. It was all she could do to keep back the tears as she walked down the aisle with Will. As they neared the back of the church, however, Will burst into laughter--a big, booming, infectious laugh--and Winona had to laugh too. Soon the entire church was guffawing with gusto.
Winona said many years later, "My first reaction to nearly any situation used to be 'On, no,' but Will's first reaction has always been to see humor of a situation. I've grown to adopt his point of view. I figure the very least I can glean from a nightmare is a good laugh and a memorable story to tell later."
Then our mouth was filled with laughter and our tongue with singing. Then they said among the nations, "The Lord has done great things for them."