Invitations have already been sent out. Some received theirs, others did not. Security is tight. All of England is on alert as another royal wedding is about to happen. Cameras will roll. The world will stop for a while as the son of the late Princess Diana is getting married.
Weddings are costly, especially if you are the father of the bride. Imagine being the one chosen to provide everything that the bride and groom needs. Talk about pressure. There has been probably many a sleepless night for those putting the wedding of the couple from England together.
I can’t turn on my television without seeing some sort of announcement about the wedding. Everyone seems excited. The paparazzi are everywhere snapping pictures. Just the right one could land a huge prize for the right journalist.
William’s mother’s wedding was titled “The Wedding of the Century”. Cost wise, I am sure it was. I have no way of knowing what the cost is for the son’s wedding, but undoubtedly in the millions. Yet, that royal son’s wedding is nothing to be compared to a wedding that will soon take place between a true royal son and his bride. And the price to get that wedding prepared was indeed costly.
As I sat at my computer on this early Friday morning, on the calendar it is called “Good Friday”. A time when a good part of the nation will shut down to take a holiday from the drudgery of a daily work routine. But, over 2000 years ago, outside the city of Jerusalem, suspended between heaven and earth hung a man who was considered by many of his day, a criminal. A common thief who deserved what he was receiving. What the world that day did not know or understand was that preparation for a wedding was transpiring on a hill called Golgotha.
It has taken months to prepare the wedding for William and Kate. It has taken over 2000 years for another major royal wedding to be prepared. Much larger and more elaborate than the one soon to transpire in England.The banquet table is being spread. The attendants are soon to get into their proper place. The One who hung that day in Jerusalem did not die in vain. It was not an accident. He was not a thief. He was a door. A door to life, a door to peace, a door to freedom, and a door to an amazing event that will take place I believe in the not too distant future.
I will miss the wedding of the couple in England. My invitation did not come in my mailbox. That’s alright. But, I do not intend to miss the royal wedding provided for me by the One who is not in a grave, but on His throne. An empty grave still sounds out freedom to me. An empty grave rejoices my heart. An empty grave chases away my fears. An empty grave declares that “whosoever will may come”.
I remember singing this old gospel hymn as a kid. Every once in a while it returns to my spirit and I recall the words written years ago, but so relevant for the hour we are part of.The hymn writer wrote,
“There’s a blessèd time that’s coming, coming soon,
It may be evening, morning or at noon,
The wedding of the bride, united with the Groom,
We shall see the King when He comes”.
Listen, you may not receive one of those special invitations from the people over in England for their royal wedding, but you have received one from God the Father. His Son is getting married. The bride will come from every tribe, tongue and people. The dress is not tux’s or long evening gowns, it is a robe of righteousness provided because an empty grave still sounds out the freedom from sin’s bondage.
So, as you and I celebrate this Easter season, prepare your heart, the real wedding of the century will soon transpire. We shall see the King, because He is coming!!!!!!!