It’s Kinda’ Weird

It’s kinda’ weird watching your son get married.  A flood of emotions bash into your brain as you see time marching along.  It’s exciting, fun, and a bit sad.

Exciting because your son is happy and found a woman he cherishes and will make him a better man.  He’s grown up and you can pat yourself on the back for a job well done.  Fun because the whole day is a celebration of their love and a visual of God’s marriage proposal to us through the cross.

IMG_3699Jeremy and Kailee Hopersberger (with cutie friends of the bride stealing the show)

When we got married in 1988,  I wrote up this blurb about God’s proposal story for the back of our wedding bulletin (so folks could read about what was about to take place before the service began).  It’s our take on what marriage represents, the spiritual dynamic of what our event represented.  Our son chose to use it in his wedding last November too.

Here it is, His proposal to you.

IMG_3689.JPGThe 2016 version of our 1988 story

It’s kinda’ weird on the sad factor because not everyone can make it to the wedding, like my my mom and dad who have “fallen asleep,” as Paul describes a Christian death.  The fun part is that they are still very much alive as both of them became Christians before their death.  We will all see them again at THE wedding with Jesus!

IMG_3823.JPGDancing with my mom at our wedding

It’s also kinda weird to think some of you reading this will reject Jesus’ proposal and not only miss out on an abundant life now, but in eternity.  Being religious, whatever your Christian denomination, is the most dangerous because you may think you’re good enough to attend His wedding He cites in Matthew 22.

You are not.  It is an invitation based on His terms (the wedding garment he supplies has nothing to do with your “righteousness” for your religious rituals).

Uncle Charlie & Aunt Theo's WeddingMy dad (far right) at his brother’s wedding with “proper” wedding attire

Jesus spoke to them again in parables, saying, “The kingdom of heaven may  be compared to a  king who gave  a wedding feast for his son.  “And he sent out his slaves to call those who had been invited to the wedding feast, and they were unwilling to come.  

“Again he sent out other slaves saying, ‘Tell those who have been invited, “Behold, I have prepared my dinner; my oxen and my fattened livestock are allbutchered and everything is ready; come to the wedding feast.”‘  “But they paid no attention and went their way, one to his own farm  , another to his business, and the rest seized his slaves and mistreated them and killed them.  “But the king was enraged, and he sent his armies and destroyed those murderers and set their city on fire.  

“Then he said to his slaves, ‘The wedding is ready, but those who were invited were not worthy.  ‘Go therefore to the main highways, and as many as you find there, invite to the wedding feast.’  “Those slaves went out into the streets and gathered together all they found, both evil and good; and the wedding hall was filled with dinner  guests. “But when the king came in to look over the dinner guests, he saw a man there who was not dressed in wedding clothes, and he said  to him, ‘Friend, how did you come in here without wedding clothes?’ And the man was speechless.  “Then the king said to the servants, ‘Bind him hand and foot, and throw him into the outer darkness; in that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’ 

“For many are called , but few are chosen.

And so, you are also called, but you must choose to accept His proposal…on His terms.  It’s not on what you think you should wear to get into His wedding.  It’s what He decides, even if you think it’s kinda’ weird (that his forgiveness is free of anything you do).

As Paul says in Ephesians, “For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that  not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.”

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