Thinking back

 Then I heard what seemed to be the voice of a great multitude, like the roar of many waters and like the sound of mighty peals of thunder, crying out,
  “Hallelujah!
 For the Lord our God
  the Almighty reigns.
 Let us rejoice and exult
  and give him the glory,
 for the marriage of the Lamb has come,
  and his Bride has made herself ready;
 it was granted her to clothe herself
  with fine linen, bright and pure”—
  for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints.
 And the angel said to me, “Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb.” And he said to me, “These are the true words of God.” Then I fell down at his feet to worship him, but he said to me, “You must not do that! I am a fellow servant with you and your brothers who hold to the testimony of Jesus. Worship God.” For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.  
(Revelation 19:6-10 ESV)

This year, sometime before Benji (a friend of mine) got married, he and I were sitting on the porch talking about life. He said something that I still think of often and I won’t soon forget.

He said that he was excited about his wedding, but that he was feeling convicted about being excited. He explained that, the joy of a wedding and a reception should point to the joy we will experience when Christ returned to claim his bride, the church. He felt convicted because he was more excited about his own wedding than he was about the return of Christ.

I didn’t really appreciate the comment… because I felt the same way and I wasn’t even dating anyone. And when I started thinking about it, there were a whole lot of things I wanted to do before I died or Christ came back. So then I felt bad too.But that was a good thing. It was a heart check.

What mattered most to me? Things that would pass away or things eternal? It was a great lesson. Now that I’m in Benji’s place, waiting on my own wedding day, I’ve been thinking more and more about where I’m placing my hope. If I’m being honest, I feel the same way Benji did that day on the porch.

Maybe it’s not a wedding for you, but can you relate to the feeling? What does that mean for us? Well, it’s simple, really. We need to know God better. I hope you’ll pray for that with me.

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
(Matthew 6:19-21 ESV)

“And now, O Lord, for what do I wait?
My hope is in you.
(Psalm 39:7 ESV)

My soul longs for your salvation;
I hope in your word.
(Psalm 119:81 ESV)

 Thus it was necessary for the copies of the heavenly things to be purified with these rites, but the heavenly things themselves with better sacrifices than these. For Christ has entered, not into holy places made with hands, which are copies of the true things, but into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God on our behalf. Nor was it to offer himself repeatedly, as the high priest enters the holy places every year with blood not his own, for then he would have had to suffer repeatedly since the foundation of the world. But as it is, he has appeared once for all at the end of the ages to put away sin by the sacrifice of himself. And just as it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment, so Christ, having been offered once to bear the sins of many, will appear a second time, not to deal with sin but to save those who are eagerly waiting for him.
(Hebrews 9:23-28 ESV)

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