Wedding and Commitment Ceremonies
Ceremonies as Personal and Unique as Your Love

Your love is one of a kind, Your wedding should be too.
I'm Rev. Dr. Kimi Floyd Reisch, an ordained minister based in South Carolina. I help couples create wedding ceremonies that reflect their unique stories, values, and dreams. Whether you want a legal ceremony, a spiritual celebration, or a joyful mix of traditions, I’ll help you bring it to life with care and authenticity.
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🌈 Rooted in Radical Love
My ministry is grounded in the theology of radical love, love that sees you fully, affirms you deeply, and honors your truth. I specialize in inclusive, affirming ceremonies for LGBTI+ couples, interfaith and intercultural relationships, and all who seek something beyond the expected.
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💒 What I Offer
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Fully Custom Ceremonies
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Legal or Spiritual Services
Available across South Carolina and beyond. -
Inclusive and Affirming
All genders, orientations, faiths, and family structures welcome.
🕊 Let’s Create Something Beautiful
From first meeting to wedding day, I’ll walk with you to craft a ceremony that feels like you. If you're looking for something heartfelt, meaningful, and entirely your own, let's talk.
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“Radical love transforms. It tells the truth. It sets us free.”
A Few Sample Readings
Take Me or Leave Me from Rent
Take me for what i am
Who i was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me baby
Or leave me
The Caterpillar and The Butterfly by Unkown
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared in the cocoon. Fascinated, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and could go no farther.
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After waiting for some time, the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
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But alas, it did not unfurl its wings and fly gracefully away. The butterfly had a swollen body and shrivelled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly hoping that the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.
Neither happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and deformed wings. It was never able to fly.
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What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the small opening of the cocoon are nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings, so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
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Marriage should be this, helping butterflies be ready for flight when they emerge from the cocoon, never hurrying, never rushing, in an effort to be supportive.
Coming Home by Mary Oliver
When we are driving in the dark,
on the long road to Provincetown,
when we are weary,
when the buildings and the scrub pines lose their familiar look,
I imagine us rising from the speeding car.
I imagine us seeing everything from another place—
the top of one of the pale dunes, or the deep and nameless
fields of the sea.
And what we see is a world that cannot cherish us,
but which we cherish.
And what we see is our life moving like that
along the dark edges of everything,
headlights sweeping the blackness,
believing in a thousand fragile and unprovable things.
Looking out for sorrow,
slowing down for happiness,
making all the right turns
right down to the thumping barriers to the sea,
the swirling waves,
the narrow streets, the houses,
the past, the future,
the doorway that belongs
to you and me.